For privacy and clarity, I'll be using "Claire" and "Jill" for myself and my girlfriend respectively.
The context is as follows:
Last year, my girlfriend and I moved into a condo my parents own.
They signed us onto separate leases, with mine only 1/3rd as expensive. Jill paid her first month of rent and part of her security deposit, expecting to match the rest with the job she had lined up ahead of time before we moved in. Instead, the business ghosted her after she paid for fingerprinting and left her unable to contribute anything else to rent.
While we both looked for work, I was the only one with savings and later, income substantial enough to cover food, insurance and utilities. Jill did eventually find work after a few months, but each job didn't last long.
The first job we both quit after a week due to distance and personal injuries.
The second job refused to relocate her after they closed her location down.
The third job, no joke, literally fired her and everyone else hired through a local staffing agency after a single day in favor of immigrants paid half as much.
Throughout this ordeal, Jill has applied for hundreds of jobs each week and takes commissions to help me meet expenses (she's an artist and a musician). After my hours got cut in half, I got her a stay-at-home dog-sitting job that pays $400 a month. My parents were not impressed. They made vague, indefinite threats of eviction if she couldn't find employment that fit their standards.
Both of my parents were skeptical of Jill from the start. Initially they refused to let her move in because she lived 3 states and 600+ miles away. They argued that they didn't know her well enough to trust her and even told me "you can't save everyone Claire" when I relayed Jill's abusive childhood and homelessness at 3 separate times in her life prior--soon to be 4.
I eventually convinced them to sign her onto a lease, and after she wired the money I left to pick her up. $1k and 3 days later, we and her scant worldly possessions made it home.
Jill and I are both trans women. I mention this not only because it was the reason I brought her here with me (to be safe), but also because I strongly believe it has played a role in my parentās neglect and actions toward us--especially my mom. My mother (who, despite denying it, once said "I'm sorry Claire, but I'll always see you as my son,") hasn't attempted to gender me correctly even once since I came out to her 11 years ago. She actively discouraged getting on HRT and still questions my identity.
After meeting Jill, mom continuously made passive-aggressive judgements and back-handed comments to her face. Still, she was, at least on the surface, a welcome part of the family and invited to gatherings and holidays for a time. This stopped the month before Christmas, with my mother forbidding me from bringing her to their house again. Behind the scenes, she hated Jill. My mother would use any excuse to get me alone so she could gaslight me, trying to get me to break up with my girlfriend.
With mom, it wasn't just about the rent. She judged them for their appearance, from Jill's weight and personal grooming to her accent. Her personality wasnāt good enough, with her being too "introverted," āshowing autistic behaviorsā and āconstantly being on her tablet, even at the table,ā despite using it exclusively for music and art commissions as well as job applications. She constantly questions her identity and frequently cites Jill's beard as evidence. What really broke my heart though was her confiding in me that she believed Jill was "lying to me," that "she isnāt really trans and is just using you," adding "she said she's 'boymoding,' but I think she made that up."
For added context, "Boymoding" is the practice of a trans woman presenting as a man. Often it's because they feel they don't pass yet, fearing discrimination and even for their safety if they try to present themselves as a woman prematurely.
Jill hasn't been on hormones yet, and it shows. She also comes from a very bigoted and ignorant part of the country, so I feel she's justified in boymoding--especially when it saves us money on shaving supplies. I think she partially does it to help me pass, acting as MY beard in a way. Even after explaining this to my mother, she clung to the idea that boymoding wasn't real and that Jill was a "fake" (something that's disgusting on so, so many levels), likely using it to fuel further judgement. I stopped talking to them and going to their house shortly after.
I donāt doubt all of this is my motherās hate and resentment of me by proxy. My subservient father just plays the yes-man role from time to time, agreeing with everything she says even though he of all people is the one I feel actually cares, just a little bit. I lost my job around the time Jill got hers, and despite our dog-walking gig, wonāt be able to keep the lights on without her. Jill completely paid my utility bills for both August and September, a fact they know but disregard. I still havenāt given them rent since moving in, but my mother has promised regardless to pay for my utilities and other bills while I look for work after Jillās eviction. "You're our child! Of course we'd support you." Right. They're throwing her under the bus knowing full well this will leave her homeless and probably cost Jill her job. They've even floated the idea of filing a restraining order, banning her from being on or near the property. I wouldn't put it past them at this point.
Some things I didnāt mention: Jill is extremely nearsighted and has a dental abscess that causes her constant fevers, migraines, and dizzy spells. It took a full YEAR to process her application, but sheās on state health insurance now and will even be getting glasses soon. They didn't and still don't care about these health issues.
A few days ago, we went over to give them a check for rent thanks to Jillās new job. They refused it, saying she needs it more and doubled-down on the eviction, claiming their supposed āforgivenessā of her $10k debt was a gift. They cited their āinvestmentā and how they had to look out for themselves. Maybe for tax reasons? Whatever.
I got all of this and more on a recording (Indiana is a single-party recording state) and plan to use it in the court hearing for her eviction. I donāt know what legal recourse we have other than hiring a lawyer we canāt afford. What else can I do to ensure my girlfriend is safe? She witnessed a man get stabbed for not being "faithful" enough while staying at a church shelter in the south, so she's terrified of living at the few shelters near us that are church-sponsored and operated.
I wonāt let her go back to being homeless again, but all I've come up with is letting her sleep in my car. The hope would be to hide her there, in my garage and away from my parents until we can find her an apartment, IF we can find her an apartment. I don't know what else to do.
TL;DR: Even though she has a job now that can more than pay for her rent, my gf is being evicted, maybe even banned from our home by my ignorant parents who only see her as an evil leech I supported for over a year. Her being trans could be a factor, but I doubt I can prove it. They don't believe the job market has changed at all or how she's been searching for work, deciding that giving me vague warnings of eviction until the last moment would leave us plenty of time to find her somewhere else to live. In a renting market priced out of our reach, I fear for her safety and would appreciate any guidance you have to offer.