Yesterday was hellish.
I got a long-awaited call from the Probation Service yesterday to tell me that (two months after receiving the application) the Parole Board have rejected my request to have extra licence conditions, in the form of a larger exclusion zone around my house, put on the man who sexually and emotionally abused me for a year when I was 14.
I have had to move back in with my parents, due to DP going abroad for work for a few months (we were unhappy in our rented room anyway). I asked for these conditions so I could go to the town if I wanted any shopping, or to go to the gym, and so I can get the train to London for work/job interviews without being scared that I would bump into him. I moved away from this town 6 years ago to get away from my memories, and now I am forced to come back.
I have good reason to be afraid of him. This man went to prison for 4 years for what he did to me, and is still in furious denial that he has done anything wrong.
Their reason for not accepting my request is 'this request should go through his solicitor to see if it is reasonable'. Which means he will get a say in his own licence conditions.
How fucked up is this?!
I'm off work with stress, due to being really badly treated by the political extremists who run my workplace. They seem to think that I can do 2 jobs at once, and that I should be grateful for what I get (which in London, amounts to peanuts). They have spent the last year chipping away at me, and I couldn't take it any more. Now they are asking why my doctor has signed off with stress. If I say it's because of the way they have treated me, they will just terminate my contract.
I have been going to recruitment agencies to register and applying for 20-30 jobs a day since I went off sick 6 weeks ago. Nothing. I've sought advice on my CV, interview technique etc and apparently I am an outstanding candidate, but it isn't a good time of year.
If I lose my job, I won't be able to make payments on the loan I took out 3 years ago for my MA. Fat lot of good that has done me. I could ask family for the money, but I desperately don't want to.
My life is a mess and I don't know how to fix it. No-one understands how upset I am about the licence conditions. When I spoke to DP about it on Skype last night he was sympathetic but didn't really know why I was so upset. My Mum understands, but if I talk about it too much my Dad gets angry as he 'doesn't like her getting upset'.
I don't want to see anyone or do anything. All I want to do is move away from this town where I don't feel safe, go to work and do my best to build a career and for my DP to come home. I just feel like such a failure 