I am having huge regrets about moving houses and the condition of my home.
I absolutely loved my 2 bedroom house with a garden, my little boy could play outside the house, play in the park down the road, I could chat with my neighbours who were so kind.
It was just the both of us, living in a new city, making friends, being away from the noisy city where I am from. It was a brand new start for us.. we lived there for 4 years until a man had raped me in his home, threatened me and made me feel so terrified to live there that I packed all my things and I ran.
I left my beautiful home and in the rush of things, I ended up in a high-rise block with no outdoor play, no nice neighbours to talk to, where I live now is disgusting, the neighbours throw food out the window, they leave urine and faeces in the lift, banging and playing music all night. I remember my housing officer warned me about Anti social behaviour AFTER I signed the tenancy agreement.
My son absolutely hates it. I feel so deflated everyday, I've tried decorating, I've tried so hard to make where I live feel like a home but each day I wake up and realise where I am, I'm right back at square one.
All I feel everyday is regret and disappointment. I honestly wish to God I could turn back the clock.