I'm sitting here and feel right now as ready as I think I can possibly be to leave. Although it's terrifying. I genuinely feel physically sick with fear.
Despite the fear I know I need to do it. Now. Before it's too late. How though?
Just because I can articulate it doesn't mean I don't need support. The support other DV victims need.
How do I leave with nowhere to go and not being able to get through to refuge.
I have a narrow window of opportunity. I need to leave before he's back. I still don't know for sure if and when that will be but it could be soon with the lockdown easing.
For so long I wanted to wait. I don't want to leave and want to stay with the life I know. It's been all I know for my whole life.
I now realise he won't change. He's threatening to kill me when he comes back.
I also want to leave before the lockdown eases. I'm not apologising (for once) for being at high risk from the virus and needing to do the little I can to protect myself from it. Why worry about him killing me but the virus?
I can't drive so I need to use public transport before the lockdown eases in case things get more dangerous again with the virus. I don't think that's unreasonable.
Anyway. I basically just needed to get it off my chest. I've been do upset the past few days. It feels so invalidating and gaslighting to dismiss my experiences as me making excuses.
I have tried to leave and get help.
I've tried Shelter. They can only tell me my (limited) rights. How is that me making excuses?
I've tried Refuge. To get a refuge place through them. They never answer the phone and since my post a few days ago, I left another message but no call back again. I know it's not their fault they're so busy. It's not my fault or me making excuses either.
If I had a safe refuge place to go to, I'd go tomorrow. Or even tonight if I could organise it in time. I'm terrified but realised he doesn't need to initially know.
It's also not excuses or games about the sanctuary scheme. It's been said on this thread and the sanctuary info it's not suitable if there's a serious violence risk. It's also not excuses that it's anout of contract so monthly periodic private tenancy means. The landlord doesn't want benefit tenants and no surprise as the rent is over a hundred pounds higher than the benefit amount. They won't want a DV scheme installed for a very short-term tenant. It's also a communal building with other tenants able to buzz in visitors to entrance hall. Deliveries, etc.
It's not excuses and I wouldn't be safe to stay here even if the landlord suddenly decided to let me stay without him, on benefits lower than the rent.
Not excuses or s game. Factual information.
I've also now spoken to my GP. Very kind and referring me for support, but that's slow. It's not the way out if I need to leave sooner.
So what else can I do? I think I need to leave asap. Before I lose my nerve and before he might come back and before lockdown eases. How, with nowhere to go?
I'll link the Women's Aid report about how lots of refuges are mainly funded only for local women. I'm not making it up.
I feel so lost and without support. Rationally I know the no call backs are just because they're so busy but I can't help feeling a bit shattered by it. Happening twice now makes me scared it's me, my voice or accent or something. I know it's irrational but it was incredibly hard to make the call and leave my number. I also feel very frightened about not being able to access support in time.
For once I won't apologise. The ship of not making you angry has sailed. Everyone has lost patience with me. It still helps to write about everything somewhere in the real world and express my fears.
I don't see why I should apologise for wanting and needing the same help and support to leave that other traumatised women are advised to get. Just because I'm aware of my need and aware that I'm traumatised doesn't mean I'm not still in need of support. It's always said to women here how dangerous and difficult leaving is and how support is important. I'm not different from any other DV victim in needing support. I don't have the strength or experience to navigate and deal with the councils on my own.
Anyway. I'll probably just return to my quiet thread away from relationships. I'll be mostly talking to myself but it helps so unless I'm banned (maybe I will be, I'm resigned to that), I'll keep posting if I need because it helps to feel I have a safe space to do it.
I wanted to speak out about the limits of support so it gets better for future women but I suppose it was beyond stupid to risk angering the places that I needed to help me by speaking out whilst still so vulnerable.
I'm not blaming DV charities and they all campaign on the same issues but for some reason when I actually experience it, it's me making it up or making excuses.
I just want to finish my saying. I don't think it's too much to want. A safe home. I mean no sharing facilities. I can't help that being a huge fear. I am genuinely more vulnerable to Covid but even if that wasn't the case (it is) it's something that terrifies me. Everyone has fears and phobias. Germs terrify me. I was managing the fear but the virus means its now a genuine rational comcern. I've also been so isolated and cut off and hurt (physically and mentally) by people that I need my own little safe private space. Even OP lost patience with me. I've acknowledged I'm not normal. I know I'll stand out and risk bullying by other residents of shared. It will also be unbearably painful to share with women and children. Women young enough to be my daughter who themselves are mothers. Single people shared housing terrifies me. I'll link news reports on how unsafe they can be if no one believes me. Everyone bunged in together. Drugs, violence, etc. Of course they deserve help too. Everyone needs second chances. It doesn't make it safe for me though. Why should I apologise for fearing that setup. It's not much to need. A small safe private space. What's the point of leaving him if I can't recover. Being so isolated and living in constant fear for years, simple things the last two months helped me try to get stronger mentally. Little things like making a cup of tea with my own private kettle in my own private kitchen. I'm not in my thirties anymore. I'm middle-aged. I'm heading to menopause years. I'm too old and worn down and scared (and more vulnerable physically) to go through shared facilities. I did it when I was younger. I hated bedsits but coped when young and fit and out a lot. Things are different now.
I know it's not likely to ever happen for me now. I know I have no legal right to a safe home. Disabled and ill people are seen as worthless by housing law. I can't change that but I don't see why I can't express my fear and pain over it.
I'm not making anything up and definitely playing games. It's far too painful and frightening and wearing to be any kind of game.