I'm 61 yr. old woman and was in a same sex relationship for 16 yr. We met in high school, lost touch and met again 30 yr. 2 days later. It was love at "another chance" sight. We were insanely happy for a long time. I bought an old house which we gutted totally-walls, ceiling, everything and completely renovated it, adding a bathroom, central heat & air, and a 700 sq. ft. storage building. This was all at my expense, naturally, since I owned the house.

Two days after the renovation was completed, we had a "Holy Union" ceremony, the closest we could get to a wedding, living in the state of Louisiana.

Due to it's small size, we had to sell our little jewel. I found another house, twice the size, put $22,000.+ down and updated the beautiful 1956 home. Because we had a genuinely loving relationship, I put the house in her name, as well as mine. Due to her low income & poor credit rating, I paid for all the work done on the home. Updating was extensive, but we got exactly what we wanted. I regularly showered her with expensive gifts (my choice) and readily purchased all the "have to haves" she wanted. We went on lots of weekend getaways, staying in nice B & B's. I don't mean for any of this to sound like me, me, me. I freely admit that I spent every penny with an open heart and an open hand. I have suffered from depression, anxiety & PTSD for 19 years, which I explained to her from the very beginning. At that time, the depression was well controlled with medication. I stressed the fact that the condition could get better, stay the same or get worse. Over and over, she said that she didn't care. She got a better job and raised her credit rating tremendously. I was, am, so proud of her.

Her two daughters came to me often, asking for an average of $2-300. at a time. Because of a rift between her two daughters, and the fact that one would not visit us because we welcomed her sister and child into our home, I became extremely close to the last grandchild, whom I named. We had a mutual admiration thing going on. There were things that only I could do for her and we had "our time" every day.

Fourteen years into the relationship, my depression worsened to the point that I was determined to be disabled, due to short term memory loss. My salary plunged to that of disability, a far cry from where I had been. She was a trooper. I continued to pay all the bills that I could, but she cheerfully paid the rest. I lost my Daddy and she stood by me through all the grief, including that first Christmas, after his death. It was a very sad time for me. So as not to be unfair to her, I spent far more than I should have on her, knowing I would suffer for it later. Four days before Christmas, she asked me for a Fitbit. I told her, honestly, that I had already overspent. Her comment was , "But I really want it." She got the Fitbit.

On the following Feb. 12th, she came home early from work and asked if I had read my email lately. When I said that I hadn't, she asked me to go and read it. There on the page, dated 3 days prior, was an email, saying that she didn't want the relationship any more. My world crumbled. She refused to discuss it with me. She stayed at a cousin's house until I could move out. On my very low income, I couldn't afford to own and maintain the house. I was forced to come and live with my 82 yr. old mother.

That was 15 months ago and I still love her with all my heart. I have not seen her, heard her voice or seen my grandchild, which she said I could do as often as I wanted. We sold our home two weeks ago for $40,000. Less than the asking price. Through our realtor, the only communication she allowed, I took care of the inside of the house. I cleaned with a vengeance, moisturized the cypress over and over, a time consuming process, if done correctly and made repairs where needed, using money from my retirement. I had long before tapped into that to pay Dr. bills and the bills she felt I should pay. She came to the house, in July, took red meat out of freezers in the garage and on the back screened porch. put it in garbage bags and left it on the floor, in both areas. (July in the South temps) Three days later, I could smell the stench before I entered the house. I cleaned the mess, maggots and all. Her responsibility was maintaining the yard.

Her relative came and cut it with a large tractor, when the grass was taller than my knees. She didn't spend one penny. Our realtor hired a crew to come and get the yard in order and keep it that way, to the tune of $2800. I paid the homeowners insurance always. She paid the taxes. At the closing, I was required to pay for half of the yard work and the taxes.

I was told by 2 realtors and a young attorney that I would get back the money that I had put down on the house and could possibly recoup a percentage of the money I spent on renovations. At closing time, I got NOTHING but the shaft.

We had planned a wedding in Chimayo, N.M. just outside Santa Fe. I had purchased my victorian wedding gown & matching bridal boots, antique veil, and all my jewelry. Reservations were made at a quaint hotel. Many friends had made their reservations already. Our reception was to be held at a restaurant, equally as quaint, across the dirt road from the hotel.

Please tell me if I truly was legally entitled to any of the money from the house and, since Louisiana now honors same sex marriage, can I possibly (don't intend to... can't afford it) sue her for breach of promise?

Normally no, if you had paid all of it, and she never paid a penny, once it is in both names, she gets half. At the time you gave her half of the house, was when she needed to sign a contract of "what if" we sell it.

If you were actually married, but you are not, the previous blessing is not a wedding, but in all actually, had you actually been married, she may have gotten alimony, since you were the main income producer all of these years.

Had you been married, you may have tried to prove to the court, to give you the house, before you sold it.

This is normal, if the "young attorney" will work on a percentage, and if the other women has any money (sounds like she has nothing) so even if you win in court, you get nothing anyway.

It appears that you were perfectly happy spending everything you had on your partner. Herein lies some of the problems with same sex " unions". You were willing to overlook all the payment issues of the house, financial issues with your partner, spent your money and now have been jilted. Since you were never married, you are out of luck. I can't quite understand how, after all these years, there is no equity in the house. It looks like she ran your life, you were happy doing so, and now have "buyers remorse". Never paid down the mortgage? No equity? Where did all the money go? It appears she also controlled the sale of the house! Nothing to do now but rue your past decisions.