Oh phoobar!
The car thing is the icing on the cake. I had a pickle of much the same nature and I am still trying to sort it out (bought a car which had been previouslynoted and fined for no road tax via a roadside camera - who knew they had such a thing) the clever cloggs selling the car put the previous month on change of owner details and I stupidly didnt clock it, bobs you uncle they chase me for the £250 fine plus costs, plus debt collection charges. I wrote to them explaining the whole deal, plus the court, the case still rumbles on. I may have to pay it *the initial fine* as there is scant proof that I wasnt the owner - lesson be learned there, check the fine detail. Boy I wish I knew Kira back then
Anyway...it never went on my credit file, as has been said, it's not credit, so not a credit file worthy debt, unless it turns into a CCJ.
Now, on the subject of mad freakouts. Well sugar. I have something to note on this. ITS CONTROL. NO. ITS LACK OF CONTROL that is the issue.
I have noticed (not in an offensive, finger pointing way) that you do like your control, and boy are you good at control when you want to be. I have the same problem myself. BUT with all those whizzy plates, with their variables up in the air this week (Mock-sted, car fine, food interaction, home chaos increasing) Control has left the building. So in comes....WIG OUT! I do this all the time. I have to "be in control" of something. If it's not my finances, it's my food, if its not my food it's my home, if its not my home, it's my husband, if it's not my husband (actually that rarely works and makes me feel more insane) it's my work - if I cant stay in control of one of them, and I mean meticulous, it all goes to pot.
The problem for me is. I am. By my very nature, a tad chaotic and some may say eccentric ( others dizzy, some say just plain bonkers) I have real moments of creativity and action and some may say fleeting genius in ideas, and real moments of stasis and inertia, where I am locked in my brain wizzy thoughts a go-go. I actually think I may have an undiagnosed learning dissability, perhaps I may be ADD like my husband and that's what brought us together. Our understanding of each other???? I dont know. I am just putting that out there. But getting back to you.
I hope you managed to talk it out with your husband. I am always having to do that, even though mine doesnt like it either, but it's important to speak and he heard and to listen to him - he should also learn to talk to you. It recognises and validates what happens, you cant just sweep that under the rug with the plates and last weeks newspaper, it has a habbit of showing through the pile.
Big hugs spangle sista.