Hey TDS,
Not been in here for a while, since I sadly had to step down as mod as there was too much going on in my personal life.. had an awful day today and I don't know what to do so I've come back. Missed this place!
Sorry, this is a little tl;dr.
My phone was stolen. It sounds small but at the time I was devastated as it had hundreds of texts from Dave, my boyfriend who died last summer, on it. I thought I'd lost it in my flat though and I didn't cancel the sim like I usually would as I was really hoping it would turn up. I've also not been thinking straight.. ever since he died really, but especially this past month - a close friend of mine died a few weeks back of a heroin OD, which was just awful, and I've been having to get back to work after being off for 7 months for various reasons - partly financial, but partly in an attempt to give myself something worth living for again.
Anyway, I didn't cancel it and someone stole it and ran up a bill for £800 which was removed from my account today. I'd just been paid; that is all of my money. I have £10. I've not paid rent or bills. And because I didn't report the phone as stolen a month ago the company are under no obligation to cover it at all. I've obviously also lost all the texts.
On top of that, the council have decided I owe them £900 - I claimed housing benefit 3 years ago, for 3 months, when I was off work with depression. All entirely legitimate. Yet they have sent a debt collector after me - I had a bailiff turn up at my door today wanting to take my things. I had to hide.
I've spent all day throwing up with a stomach bug and have been off work, but work seem to think this is an excuse and actually I'm not fit to be back. It's not that at all, although I must admit things are hard now - but I love my job and it is all I have really. Plus I've been on part time wages for months now and my parents have already been supporting my hugely - I owe them hundreds, probably thousands. I am 28. It was my birthday at the weekend. My parents do not have much spare money and my mum's just taken on extra work because of the money they are having to spend on me.
On top of all of this, worse than it all, I miss Dave so much it is unreal and it is getting worse not better. I live alone in the flat we shared and I barely go out, I rarely see anyone. It's an absolute state - I don't just mean a mess, i mean mouldy things, everything I own is dirty, I probably gave myself food poisoning rather than it being a tummy bug. Can't remember the last time I changed the bedding or did any laundry. I just sit here and I am too ashamed to have any friends round. I don't let them in if they come. I went out for my birthday, but other than that not been out really in.. months. I am so.. mortified by this, how can I not even be able to keep on top of basic housework? I've lost so much weight, partly because I don't get hungry and partly cos the kitchen is just so horrible hah. Plus Dave always used to cook for us.
The last 7 months have been absolute hell, I've tried to kill myself a couple of times although I really would not want to put anyone through this (although sometimes I think - why must I suffer so no one else has to? But I know that's absurd and selfish hah) I've slipped up with drugs, been IVing, fucked my wrist up, made myself so ill. Not done that in a while but it is always there in the back of my mind now. Or the front, if I am honest.
I try to be perky and count my blessings and see the positive side but I am just so exhausted now. In the last12 months Dave developed psychosis, we had major money worries, I was off work with depression, he died (obv the biggest by far), had months of hell, ruined my laptop (sounds so ridiculous but it really isolated me as I live alone), lost my phone, had my pay stopped and had to fight to get it reinstated, nearly had to move out, one of my best friends died, struggled to get back to work and now this.
I am also really worried about a friend who is sinking into heroin addiction and prostitution, and I don't know what to do to help her. I don't think I can do anything right now
I don't know what to do. I don't think I have ever felt so hopeless. I know this is just money and in the grand scheme of things it is unimportant, but it is the last straw.. and I have this horrible feeling now that this will always happen - things will always fuck up, kick me down when I try to get up, and what is the point of trying anymore. I know it is irrational, but I can't shake it. I'm really scared one of these days I am just not going to be able to try anymore
Sorry this is more of a blog thing I guess but am really desperate and I don't know what to do to get back on track. Tried to see people more, get back to work, been to therapy, but I still end up here
And on a more practical note, what the fuck do I do? Hoping I can get the money back from the phone company and sort the council thing, but what if I don't? Even if I do, how do I live in the meantime? I can't move out, I'd lose my job, but got no way of supporting myself on zero money. Not paid again for weeks, and that's only if I manage to carry on at work.
Fuck.
Not been in here for a while, since I sadly had to step down as mod as there was too much going on in my personal life.. had an awful day today and I don't know what to do so I've come back. Missed this place!

Sorry, this is a little tl;dr.
My phone was stolen. It sounds small but at the time I was devastated as it had hundreds of texts from Dave, my boyfriend who died last summer, on it. I thought I'd lost it in my flat though and I didn't cancel the sim like I usually would as I was really hoping it would turn up. I've also not been thinking straight.. ever since he died really, but especially this past month - a close friend of mine died a few weeks back of a heroin OD, which was just awful, and I've been having to get back to work after being off for 7 months for various reasons - partly financial, but partly in an attempt to give myself something worth living for again.
Anyway, I didn't cancel it and someone stole it and ran up a bill for £800 which was removed from my account today. I'd just been paid; that is all of my money. I have £10. I've not paid rent or bills. And because I didn't report the phone as stolen a month ago the company are under no obligation to cover it at all. I've obviously also lost all the texts.
On top of that, the council have decided I owe them £900 - I claimed housing benefit 3 years ago, for 3 months, when I was off work with depression. All entirely legitimate. Yet they have sent a debt collector after me - I had a bailiff turn up at my door today wanting to take my things. I had to hide.
I've spent all day throwing up with a stomach bug and have been off work, but work seem to think this is an excuse and actually I'm not fit to be back. It's not that at all, although I must admit things are hard now - but I love my job and it is all I have really. Plus I've been on part time wages for months now and my parents have already been supporting my hugely - I owe them hundreds, probably thousands. I am 28. It was my birthday at the weekend. My parents do not have much spare money and my mum's just taken on extra work because of the money they are having to spend on me.
On top of all of this, worse than it all, I miss Dave so much it is unreal and it is getting worse not better. I live alone in the flat we shared and I barely go out, I rarely see anyone. It's an absolute state - I don't just mean a mess, i mean mouldy things, everything I own is dirty, I probably gave myself food poisoning rather than it being a tummy bug. Can't remember the last time I changed the bedding or did any laundry. I just sit here and I am too ashamed to have any friends round. I don't let them in if they come. I went out for my birthday, but other than that not been out really in.. months. I am so.. mortified by this, how can I not even be able to keep on top of basic housework? I've lost so much weight, partly because I don't get hungry and partly cos the kitchen is just so horrible hah. Plus Dave always used to cook for us.
The last 7 months have been absolute hell, I've tried to kill myself a couple of times although I really would not want to put anyone through this (although sometimes I think - why must I suffer so no one else has to? But I know that's absurd and selfish hah) I've slipped up with drugs, been IVing, fucked my wrist up, made myself so ill. Not done that in a while but it is always there in the back of my mind now. Or the front, if I am honest.
I try to be perky and count my blessings and see the positive side but I am just so exhausted now. In the last12 months Dave developed psychosis, we had major money worries, I was off work with depression, he died (obv the biggest by far), had months of hell, ruined my laptop (sounds so ridiculous but it really isolated me as I live alone), lost my phone, had my pay stopped and had to fight to get it reinstated, nearly had to move out, one of my best friends died, struggled to get back to work and now this.
I am also really worried about a friend who is sinking into heroin addiction and prostitution, and I don't know what to do to help her. I don't think I can do anything right now
I don't know what to do. I don't think I have ever felt so hopeless. I know this is just money and in the grand scheme of things it is unimportant, but it is the last straw.. and I have this horrible feeling now that this will always happen - things will always fuck up, kick me down when I try to get up, and what is the point of trying anymore. I know it is irrational, but I can't shake it. I'm really scared one of these days I am just not going to be able to try anymore
Sorry this is more of a blog thing I guess but am really desperate and I don't know what to do to get back on track. Tried to see people more, get back to work, been to therapy, but I still end up here
And on a more practical note, what the fuck do I do? Hoping I can get the money back from the phone company and sort the council thing, but what if I don't? Even if I do, how do I live in the meantime? I can't move out, I'd lose my job, but got no way of supporting myself on zero money. Not paid again for weeks, and that's only if I manage to carry on at work.
Fuck.
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apart from that, quite a few weeks now. Need to keep that up, definitely. I don't actually drink much, it is always other drugs..
) and binned the worst of the mouldy food etc, but it was still a state.. my parents were absolutely fantastic though. Didn't bat an eyelid