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Sorry to hear it's gone bad for you.
Just had my Decree Absolute in Dec and money still being argued over.
However do now have the Surf and the GERBLET who is great!
So things do get better.My other cars a QUAD
(sv1000spilot on surf forums)
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Originally posted by sv1000spilot View PostSorry to hear it's gone bad for you.
Just had my Decree Absolute in Dec and money still being argued over.
However do now have the Surf and the GERBLET who is great!
So things do get better.
Hope things work out for you and you don't get too royally screwed.
Had a good ol' air-cleaning this morning and I think things are better between us. She's still moving out (out looking at rooms now) and I sure am going to miss her, but at least things won't be angry or bitter.Last edited by cataclysm; 23 February 2008, 11:23.
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Just been through the same myself, at the age of 44, but I,m moving forward, (still trying to sell the house to be totally rid) sympathise with you, but keep your chin up, and get out there yer young wippa snapper.
Get out and do what you want to do for a change, go get muddy.Rob
Still working for the man!
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Final message
Hi guys and gals. Sorry I haven't been very active on here.
Just to close up this thread... it seems I got the reason for the break-up wrong. Also I was hurt and angry when I first posted. I still love the girl, and I want people to know she's not all that bad -- in fact, I'm probably the bad one. So for all those with nothing better to do, here's the near-complete story so far:
When I left 6th Form College, I got a great job and moved to Portugal (which is v. nice). 2 Years later it all fell apart -- I lost the job, lost my girlfriend at the time (and it was a messy breakup), had to move back to Herefordshire with my parents. I got a crappy job in a chicken-processing factory, got a crappy flat and all my friends had moved on. It was a dark time. Things stayed bad for about 3 years.
I'd been friends with Becci's sister for a few years before I met Becci. (they're from a big family). We had seen each other around and been friendly, but we really hit it off one night when I took her and her sister to see her sister's boy friend's band play out at the Angel in Kingstone, Herefordshire.
Becci was with another guy at the time... a real jerk who didn't pay attention to her and still lived with his mother. A right Norman Bates type.
Anyway, when I'd driven them all home, the sister and her boyfriend ended up having a fight, so I walked the sister and Becci back to a friend's house. I talked with Becci at length and by the time we were at the friend's house we were holding hands... and I got a lovely kiss goodnight.
A few days later I got a text from Becci saying she'd dumped her boyfriend. We chatted and kept in touch for another week or so, then I took her out for a date. We hit it off in the most amazing way possible -- it was like we'd known each other for years already. Then she went on holiday for a week with her family. We called each other constantly. When she came back, we met up and were still really into each other.
Then I found out how old she was. She was *about* to turn 17 -- a month a before she had been a virgin. That freaked me the hell out. But I was already hooked. I kept seeing her; I was living 30 miles away from her at the time and I had to fit visiting her in with work (I had just got a new job) -- so I'd leave early every day go to her place and we'd be together until past 2am... I survived on 3 or 4 hours of sleep a day for a few weeks!
Then Becci's father couldn't pay rent on their house, and she became homeless. We both tried to find her somewhere; but the situation in Herefordshire was BAD. So she moved in with me. And things were nice. We fell truly in love -- and had LOTS of sex.
After a while I got the chance to get a house in Leominster, where Becci's sister lived, and it was a lot closer and easier travel for Becci. We hated that house, it was decrepit and the Landlord was a total creep, but we were so happy. It was the best time in either of our lives.
So time passed and we became best friends and loved each other and spent every moment together we could. Becci finished college.
Then we moved to Plymouth for her to go to university, and also I have friends down here -- so we moved and stayed here during Becci's year out. Things started going wrong. We put deposits on three flats and lost them all. We took one that we didn't *really* want just to get started.
I had arranged with my work to work from home, but that didn't pan out... so we were both unemployed with an expensive flat to pay for. I took all the temporary jobs I could -- including working 13 hour days as a builder's laborer. Becci later got a job at the local Wetherspoons. This kept us going, but it was tight.
Then I got my current job, doing the thing I'm best at and earning £25K (now £30k). But we'd dropped into a rut. We stayed in "survival mode" and didn't get out. We were living for the future rather than the present.
I also ended up being vital to my company, and spending huge amounts of time at work. Also I got into drinking stupid amounts of coffee to keep up with my workload -- which left me totally drained and half-dead when I was at home.We ended up having seperate social lives, and our lifes had become dry.
Also Becci's been in her course since September. It's now March and things are getting tough.
So the poor girl has gone from being a teenager to essentially a married woman without a step between. She saw her future pinning her down before she'd been able to decide who she was. So she took the plunge and decided to leave the safety of my support and head out into the big wide world to discover herself.
... so that's the story.
Becci and I have had a few good talks. We've decided we still love each other, but that we can't keep living the way we have.
So I'm giving her space, and she's living alone. We're only seeing each other one a week at the moment, but it's not been awkward at all -- I think we can be really good friends.
She's having an exciting new time, and I'm trying to sort myself out.
It's still a risky time and a lot could still go wrong, but I hold out hope.
I'm going to invite her out this Friday for a drink with friends for a birthday.
And that's where we stand. If you read this far, thank you and get a life :-)
Becci has been strong and brave, and was honest and direct. I don't hate her and I don't want anyone else to, even if they'll never meet her.
Yours, Cat.Last edited by cataclysm; 5 March 2008, 23:48.
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Mate, dont have me tell you MY story!!!
Whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger.
I aint gonna hate anyone. None of it affects me, why should I? Hope you feel better having got it off your chest though.
Go write a book, thats what I didCutting steps in the roof of the world
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Originally posted by Apache View PostMate, dont have me tell you MY story!!!
Originally posted by Apache View PostI aint gonna hate anyone. None of it affects me, why should I? Hope you feel better having got it off your chest though.
Originally posted by Apache View PostGo write a book, thats what I did
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