A friend of mine was tricked by his now ex. She had called the police and told them her husband was terrorizing her. They waited in the apartment until he came in, and then arrested him. Sixteen of them, apparently. Took him to jail in the middle of nowhere. They believed her implicitly, although she was making it all up.
He spent a week in jail, and then they tossed him out at 3 in morning, and he had nowhere to go and no phone and no nothing. He stayed with people he knew—a night here and a night there for a few weeks—one or two nights with me.
Eventually he built his way back. It’s been a year or so, and he’s been staying with another person from our group for most of that time, and finally, he’s ready to get his own place. He’s been pulling his life back together and slowly things are getting more and more stable.
He was utterly broken when he got out of jail. Now he’s back to being his old brash self and it is good to see.
I’m sorry this has happened to you. As you say, you have a job, and you’ll find a place and eventually you’ll get it back together, but right now it’s a real shock. Maybe you saw this coming, and maybe you didn’t, but either way, the reality of it must be kind of unbelievable.
I wish you the best. If it gets you down, please let us know what is happening. We may not be able to offer you a room, but we can listen and, well, you know what fluther is all about.