Salutations, welcome to my humble page.
Help me You-B-one Ke-no-bi. You're my only hope
My name is Britta, I'm a part time uni student, studying behavioural science in the hope to be a psychologist one day (irony) full time single mom and earl grey tea enthusiast.
Let's cut to the chase shall we?
In 2011, my second day of uni- my good friend of many years and soulmate, boyfriend, partner tragically took his own life- 12 days short of his 21st birthday after a struggle with undiagnosed manic depression. I later discovered a pregnancy which I had to make the hard and haunting decision to terminate as my mental state was far from worthy of a child..
Six months later, my mother passed away at my side- at the tender age of 46 after a short battle with a rare form of skin cancer.
The inheritance I am rightly owed has been taken and manipulated from me and the hands of my siblings. The man she thought she could trust tried to seduce me with force 2 weeks after her death, kicked out my brother and sisters for no reason after promising they could remain as much as they want. He had a lawyer see my mother behind our back shortly before her death when she was not of sane mind -so the will remains altered, in his favour and leaving us with nothing. He left all of my mothers possessions - including the radiation mask, framed photos and love letter-in fact everything of my mothers he couldn't use or gain from on my front porch (on a main road) then moved his conveniently 'new' girlfriend in, selling my mothers house and taking his new lover to a paradise new location with these funds.
I have audio evidence of him hitting my other on pretty much her death bed for getting in the wY of him drunkenly punching my then 16 year old sister for 'not saying hello in the right tone. This recording also shows his abusive nature; in which he tells her everyone wants her dead, only he cares, she's nothing and she's lucky someone like him would be with her and an assortment of other vile things that sicken me to think about let alone mention.
He placed her in a drug induced coma to be euthanised as soon as he had the chance-without consulting anyone or even trying to find and answer to her sudden lack of vocal skills. My belief is he and his lover had this planned. For a long time. And as a result my siblings and I have been left penniless, orphaned (our long term addict father left this reality after he dove into his new found love of the drug 'ice', and is uncontactable, does not even recognise us as his children and been avoiding contact for years) and alone. It's driven us apart, and maxed all of our spare time on trying to keep ourselves together and toward a future. We all miss our mom and feel lost and guide less and it's been a real adjustment.
Since then I have had a daughter of my own -Emily (finally something positive, right) , she's the most amazing and attentive little toddler. I was never partnered with her father- who is involved in her life but fails to pay child support and as much as we get along for her benefit- is much less then supportive emotionally, financially and physically.
It's been four years since 2011- the year that shook my world and almost killed me in more ways then one. My daughter is 18months, loves dressing like a pirate and really the only thing which has pushed me to get out of my depression and grief to focus toward a future I never thought possible. Earlier this year I suffered a brutal miscarriage -of which the pregnancy was unknown and the recovery for this- mostly mentally- has been one of the most challenging experiences, but I tell and have told myself-do it for her.
I am struggling, life is so expensive. Loans have interest I cannot afford and as the cost of living has gone up- I've had to sacrifice my own comfort, meals for my daughters constantly. To make sure she is cared for in every way she deserves. I do this's not asking for acknowledgement, it's my duty to her. But now our home is being taken away sinc a landlord has decided to sell and destroy the house we are in.
With no money, no car, no support and little friends I really do not know what the hell in going to do. I am at a complete loss.. And since it's not just me who is at stake, I thought I'd try every avenue possible.
My life has been a bad season of a sitcom worse then 'the bold and the beautiful'
I would love if things would go smoothly - freaking NORMALLY. For just once.
Maybe I'm unworthy- I'm sure there's many others who need help too. Just if anyone can help- and any amount counts- it would mean more to me then you'll ever know. If you can't and you read my story- sharing my page would be just as good.
Thank you for your time, I'm not a fan of sad stories either. Looking forward and Hoping for a happy ending.
Sending pleasant vibes your way. =^.^"=