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| Elysium |
on Wed 26 Sep 07, 1:14 PM to Elysium's blog.
In all that life throws at you and all you try and take control. Sometimes life is just simply good to you. I have had a very stressful time of it for the past 9 months. Now my life is starting to look up.
Back in January I befriended who I thought was a smart, wonderful and trustworthy person. We agreed to move in with each other. Unfortunately the living situation became unbearable for me for many reasons. I returned to my parents home and agreed with said person to pay £500 to pay bills and a months notice of the rent. I promptly deposited it in their bank account. To my amazement I returned to the flat two days later and found the locks had been changed. I chapped the door but I was refused entry. I promptly phoned the police, who to my astonishment told me there was nothing they could do, despite nearly everything I owned being in the residence. I was told I would have to go to court and was officially warned not to return to the residence. Over 6 months on, I still have not received over £5000 pounds worth of my possessions - including many things that are irreplacable - back from this person. The case goes to court on the 2nd of October. I am more than confident I will win.
Shortly before meeting this person and after a terrible break up of a long term relationship I was diagnosed with clinical depression. It took a while to get the correct medication and I saw councilours and psychologists - the person who has my stuff is a trained psychologist. I am managing the illness great after almost a year of being diagnosed and I can finally see the light at the end of the tunnel. I no longer need any professional help and I am thinking of titrating off the medication. This has been a long hard journey for me and I put my family and friends through hell. But thanks to them I have managed to get to a stage where I am semi-normal, for me. During this time I dropped out of university, where I was studying psychology - ironically enough - left my job and went on the sick. No one should have to live on SSP or gvmnt handouts, its nearly impossible. People who say others want to live like that must be living in cloud cuckoo land, there is no way I could live off 70 odd pounds a week, even if I was in bed most of the time.
Feeling better and having been a burden on my family for long enough, I decided to look for employment. I registered with agency after agency in the field I am experienced in and got nowhere. No one wants a guy who has been off sick for 6 mths. I even got desperate and started applying for call centre jobs. I probably would have got one if this opportunity didn't arrive. After staying with my uncle on my way down to my grandfathers funeral two weeks ago he mentioned that he was in need of a book keeper, an administrator and a payroll manager. Lo' and behold, thats what I'm experienced in. So, after some gentle negotiations I agreed to move to Edinburgh and help set up the administration side of his business. I am staying in an absolutely gorgeous flat in Edinburgh city centre, complete with a stunning play room with my kink friendly boss/uncle/flatmate and his partner who is also part of the business.
Relationship wise, I have a great sub I have been seeing for 3 months now. I introduced her to the scene and we are growing, the relationship is becoming deeper all the time. Infact, I am very proud of her.
All I need now is to get all my possessions back in the court case and my life is right on track.
Thanks to all the friends I have met through the scene and have helped me through this. Your friendship is more valued than you know.
| 26 Sep 07, 1:34 PM Daddi_Dre4ms UK(EH), 8 yrs |
Sorry to hear about all the troubles you have experienced in the past. A similar thing happened to me about 8 years ago, my ex partner of 3 years, we had lived together for most of the 3 years and I thought we were very happy until one day she accused me of cheating on her which I wasnt.... but she had her mind made up. She thought the best way to get it out of me was to take me out for lunch. ( nothing wrong with that I hear you say) No there wasnt however, she was driving and decided to take a trip down the motorway where her foot seemed to get stuck on the gas.....her speed was over 80 as she started to interogate me further, she was weaving in and out of traffic and her speed then reached near 100 mph, I was terrified and thinking any minute now she was gonna drive into a bridge or something, we were both hysterical shouting and screaming at each other, I was telling her to slow down and pull over, her demanding I confess to cheating on her! Thankfully the M8 motorway is not that long and she had to slow down and stop at red lights at which point I leaped from the car. After getting back to my mums home and a few text and phonecalls from her, we agreed to meet in a neutral place, in public and seperate travelling. She turned up with a black bag full of clothes and told me that was all I was getting back. Anyway... After going to the police to get my passport and other sensitive documents back, I went to a solicitors who told me I didnt have a case unless I could prove I owned these belongings. UMMMM! all my belongings were in that flat of which she had locked me out of!! How could I get reciepts and details to prove ownership?? Anyways I decided that the best thing to do was to walk away to save any heartache or hassle. 28 years of memories by photo's and little trinkets gone. everything I owned except what was in that black bag gone. It was one of the most terrifying moments of my life in that car, but the lesson I learned was at least I walked away with the most valuable thing I owned.....MY LIFE!!
I'm glad things have worked out for you and wish you lots of happiness in the future Song of the moment.........Amy McDonald, Mr Rock n Roll Edited 26 Sep 07, 1:36 PM by Daddi_Dre4ms | ||
| 26 Sep 07, 2:15 PM VoltaireFlambee UK, 7 yrs |
lucky escapes for both of you! I hope you are both a bit older and wiser. luckily when I was daft and younger, I mean aged between 17 and, say 36, nothing that bad happened to me, only nearly! [I am now daft and older]. so there but for the grace of god go I, as christians would say. but you still haven't explained the title? Get out of that without moving, sunshine... | ||
| 26 Sep 07, 3:04 PM Elysium UK(EH), 5 yrs |
I am staying with a polyamorous M/s gay couple, who constantly talk about fisting.
Visiting a woman? Don't forget your whip! - Nietzche | ||
| 26 Sep 07, 3:18 PM Elysium UK(EH), 5 yrs |
Wow, that could have been much, much worse. In the suitcase which the police managed to get from the flat besides clothes and my toiletries she had put a book in there, "Inside I am screaming.". I forget the author, she was obviously trying to tell me something. However, instead of giving her the satisfaction of me reading it and puzzling over her message, I gave it to a one night stands friend. Then got drunk and had sex instead. It is only possessions, but I just can't let anyone do that to me, no matter who they are. The possessions were mine long before I ever met her and in a just world, they will be returned to me. I can prove they are mine, copius witnesses of the move in day and a record of receipts from bank statements and email etc I have tried to solve it rationally, the courts are my only option. Heartache or not. Visiting a woman? Don't forget your whip! - Nietzche | ||
| 26 Sep 07, 8:01 PM Daddi_Dre4ms UK(EH), 8 yrs |
I hope it all goes smoothly for you. I choose to walk away the car ride changed my view on life, that 15 minutes of hell and internal panic that we were about to hit a bridge changed my thoughts on things in life. Anything I owned like material stuff could always be replaced, but the memories that that person stole from me can never been replaced, however the one thing I do have is the memory of my past. The bitch couldnt steal them from me. Anyways I'll be thinking of you and hope all goes well for you x Song of the moment.........Amy McDonald, Mr Rock n Roll | ||
| 27 Sep 07, 9:25 PM VoltaireFlambee UK, 7 yrs |
gosh. erm... Get out of that without moving, sunshine... |
