On the heels of my last post.. Re his porn and inappropriate Cyber stalking and masturbatuon over his ex. Why I can't afford to leave him...
Prior to our relationship I was renting here as a disabled person for about 4 months. Before that I lived with my mum but she got too sick to look after herself let alone me. I am disabled and unwell and getting worse. I can't work. My life here consisted of benefits £. Which paid my rent, my bills and barely enough money for food which was mostly tins of baked beans on toast and cups of tea. I was constantly hungry, unwell and too proud to accept food banks. My life was miserable and depressive. My daughter (16) lives with her dad as I can't look after her on my own I can't even look after myself. I was allowed supervised visits. And I didn't / don't cope well with my life and illnesses that are making my life worse on very little benefits constantly wishing to be dead. Barely surviving and constant anxiety of being homeless and worrying about money. I couldn't really afford my utility bills so I'd sit in the freezing cold in one moldy room with an energy saving lamp and a phone because I couldn't afford to run my TV, with my exes Netflix account. And just exist badly. And no amount of asking for help ever came. I had no friends. There's a waiting list a mile long even for social service assessment and unlikely if be awarded help more than getting me changed twice a day and really I didn't want someone coming and judging me. Unable to live. Eventually my mum moved to somewhere that suits her needs which is too far away for her to come visit me at all. And life was rapidly going down hill.. Trying to date but men don't want to be with THAT. Believe me I've had 13+ years of disabled means diseased and no one wanting to look after me.. Because that's the reality I'm a burden. My ex left me after my accident and my health started to decline. So.. Living with massive credit card debt I'll never be able to pay off. Unable to even get another credit card. Unable to have any kind of quality of life. And having to pay insane phone bills to just enquire for CAB help.. Which never helped, no one calls back and it's a struggle being so alone.
In a last ditch attempt I actually was ready to give up when I met this guy.. He's really not the best looks, didn't really believe in himself, and honestly i think he just didn't want to be alone... But then we fell for each other.. This guy came around and now thanks to me he has this crazy amazing job £££. Where he earns waaaay too much for me to be able to get benefits which means I can try and have my own Etsy shop - it's not going well but I have my own chance at independance.... A shot a financially being able to ear some money for myself. He pays all the bills. The rent, council tax, gas and electricity have now gone up so I couldn't even afford to stay in this shitty one bed bungalow if I was on my own is have to go live in some druggy flats because the council says that's where I really belong. My ADHD / Anxiety / Depression / Fibromiyalgia and other health diffociltions inc physically disabled and use 2 crutches to walk very short distances. I'd be an absolute mess. I'd have to give up having my daughter around, who now visits every other weekend.. Of her own choice and unsupervised. I'd have to give up my rescue dogs. I'd have to stop doing Etsy and having hope for myself and go back to just being on benefits existing badly. I'd struggle for food. I wouldn't have all the TV subscription services or PlayStation or the computer.. I would constantly be living in fear again of every little noise, struggling to do simple things and having absolutely no one and nothing. I'd be back to having no friends.. No family.. No life. At least with him it's almost like better the devil you know because the alternative of being without having to find someone else and all the rejection. Plus having to give up everything I had because I can't afford to live her, can't afford to move / removals.
I know I know.. Sounds awful like I'm using him for his money. But truth of it is if he wasn't constantly Cyber stalking his ex and mastrubsting over her then actually were really happy. He wants to spend every minute (outside of working and his inappropriate actions) with me. He is constantly looking after me, helping me, getting me the right help medically... We go places when I'm well enough. He takes care of me. I get to have clothes that aren't terrible China sweatshop that are bin worthy in 2 wears. And simple things like affording shampoo, soap, toothpaste, toiletries...... Without having to compromise on eating. Eating more than one shit meal a day. Gah again it looks like a money thing. But honestly outside of the one massive problem (his porn addiction / ED and obsession with a girl he knew from the Internet in another country once) all we do is laugh and be happy and plan a future and save up to get out this moldy shoe box and get a home that benefits my disabled needs because that's what he wants; to look after me and us to be a family.. He doesn't want to leave me.. Every time I try to end it he talks me round and not because my life would be utter shit but because he loves me and doesn't want to be without me..
But I feel so trapped. I am so in love with this guy who keeps hurting me. He says he would never cheat on me. Yet what he does online feels like cheating. He isn't going to change and I can't go back to barely surviving and being alone.