After speaking to Carrie post accusations, we just pretty much got on the same as we always did but she had fucked herself in the head by fucking me over. She sounded miserable as fuck. And that was brought on to hereslf by herself. We had a bunch of conversations which i didnt record because im not a cunt. Each time, she would say she was going to arrange my gear to come back to england, at once point my mate and his wife were going over and they had sorted it all out, borrowed the van from his dad, and was about to make the 6 hour fucking journey and just before she says shes not going to help. her job was to box up stuff the day before so they could get in and out without actually having to pack all my shit. Because she changed her mind, they didnt end up going. each DAY that she fucked me about with this was torture. under the UN definition. i am now so tortured by it my brain has cracked.
Then she said ive had my chance thats it for ever getting my property, she was using it to have a connection. there were definitely hoarding issue things in there. fuck nose you need a good psychiatrist to figure that mess out. good luck to the bastard i say but i want my fucking property BACK RIGHT NOW.
The annoying thing about her is she knows very well that ive lost my gear in the past and i get really anxious and upset over it moving around all the time (cos of the aforementioned problems with misophonia) so she absolutely knew that i felt tortured by this constant back and forth yes no yes no. I am now not only accusing her of the domestic abuse, assault, etc but im now just calling it calculated theft.
On our last conversation as soon as she heard my voice she was just like oh im so lonely blah blah. i mean i felt for her really – im so fucking stupid – i still actually cared. but she was paranoid – really paranoid. it was a massive difference to how ive ever heard her. ive never actually done anything bad to her. we had a few arguments n shit and meltdowns as she calls em, but i mean nothing above harsh words. we would argue then go oh sorry and just reset and we did it so many times and went through so much including our own personal problems, sustained attacks from others, serious racist campaign from her neighbours, im talking about 4 years though through rough times, and she and her daughter felt like family to me, like the kind she could shout in my face and treat me like shit because something else was happening and i would take it cos she was having a meltdown or some shit and i would do that for a friend. and i fucking did too many times. to try and twist that around to its me, its not going to fly motherfucker. its good not to have to serve her constantly now tho, i can do things i enjoy instead, except shes made me physically ill, my feet have gone all weird and puffy and red and theres some nasty shit happening to my body that you wouldnt even want to know about its so gross. By law, No council is allowed to let me deteriorate apparently and must house me according to my disability – which means suitable accommodation for my disability. Since this happened none did, i tried one in scotland for an experiment and i said hi i need housing have you got any special laws for autistic people and he went off and taks to someone and comes back and says no we havent. before the call i looked up the scottish law and they have. its institutional discrimination there massively. so i went to my doctor in bristol and she helped me. They were going to shove me in mental health teams n shit but my doc said they would drive me mad i liked her she got me a weed prescription! she like all NHS doctors fucked me in the end tho. and i am ready to sue again ASAP.
ive been arguing about this for years and finally took them to the high court because i thought this crazy bitch had just dropped this or the pig cunts thought it was too ridiculous to actually continue. what actually happened is they were trying to bolster it into even more bullshit, like what was it… at the beginning its just an argument on email. then at the end they are trying to say the entire relationship is an abuse or some shit. fucking pig cunts.
i mean we are both a bit nuts, shes just significantly more nuts than me, and it started going badly for her after the neighbours started attacking her. its not even close to the bar of any abuse. the only evidence they have is my response to her abuse. the whole thing is a ner ner ner ner between two nutters :D
Shes always had issues with one of them over her trying to steal her house etc. but whatever ill get onto that in another one where i will name the piece of shit neighbours that did this mental campaign that ensured we were on edge, scared of violence and constantly forced to spend all our money on BS complaints they were doing. obviously that was me dealing with her BS while she sat chilling – i was interfering in her business lol. that complaint was her fault as well for not doing anything that shes supposed to be doing. it wasnt my responsibility to sort out but it sure was left up to me, to pay for and to fucking physically sort out on the land. tbf she did help me a few times but i was mostly out doing it myself.
during the last phone call we had a general chat and of course argued about the house more. it was a pretty i dont know the word – loving ? we missed each other and we love talking to each other. not loving but we obviously just wanted to be together. yeah i guess ill call it a caring call for her until the end. a lot of it was spent going on about suicide AGAIN!!! i spent 8 hours talking her down. but i mean where is your sensitivity here dude. who has survived the attempt here ffs. towards the end she is asking me questions that indicated she was paranoid about me taking it away from her, but the deal (made a long time previous and reliant on me trying to work on it to make it better which i did a LOT) was for a permanent home, so obv i cant take my own house away from her. I was so happy when she couldnt just go mental in the night and try to throw me out then decide she wants me again the next day.
i tried to explain that nothing was going to happen but she just kept asking the same question round and round. there was no actual input being received. i dont know what happened to her brain it just suddenly snapped. fucked up bro. but anyway suffice to say i have no interest in taking her house away, i could not legally do so, why would i want to, why would i attempt to try and take away a house from someone i bought it with people i love and spent literally all my time looking after (i had 0 time for any of my own interests while i was there and only did one piece of art in my own time over YEARS the rest is wiping her ass constantly) and her daughter why would i take it from a kid. i mean its all TOTAL FUCKING BOLLOCKS but i see whats happening. its the same station that made her ill and attacked me want to try and darken my name so it makes it harder for me to sue them for the DEMONSTRABLE abuses and attacks. ive always hated pigs but these rural cunts are real wankers. i want a fuck of a LOT of compensation for this. its not just this its a few other things i want compensation for all of them.
then after the repeating question so would you come back then ? and i was just gobsmacked. throwing all this shit at me – like i know for a fact she doesnt think its abuse. why the fuck would she talk to me if she thought that really, she aint timid like that its bullshit. – throwing all that and then come back/ WHAT THE FUCK I HATE HUMANS
One of the main things that annoyed me about the suicide shit other than i had just done it myself and she was constantly going on about was what happens to her daughter after that ? her relatives are really quite pukey. her dads a loser i mean, its a pretty awful choice amongst her relatives. you can get her narcissist mother who showed her as much love as you might show a rock or god knows what might happen to her and i had actually come to love this kid and care for her welfare. i taught her everything i could and i have no doubt i left her more educated and in a much better position of power in herself than when i arrived. for example she couldnt read at age 9 when i arrived but i could tell she had a good brain, shes well sharp and all she needed was just the confidence which i specifically worked to help her with and it fucking worked.
I was the one who came up with the idea of using minecraft to secretly teach her to read without her really knowing. that worked so well (also accompanied with the shared reading her mum did – after i banged on and on for her to help, which she was surprisingly resistant too as well which explains why she still couldnt do it at age 9 – its wasnt because she was slow – she picked it up so quickly it was mental) i built her her own PC to do that with every game you can get, i spent shitloads of money on her sorting whatever stuff she needed on there, games education stuff etc. There is no doubt that her development spiked because she met me. she thrived in her schooling because of me too (another apparent abuse) and that comforts me after being torn from her. also triggering cos of the amount of years i havent seen my own daughter and its caused me nuff years of depression from that. so much in fact that i had to build a sort of defence in my brain to just get on with basic life. if i was like Carrie i would be trying to fucking tie that up with some abuse thing, sad.
What Carrie didnt do was tell the pigs what she was actually arguing with me about and what she had done. Im going to go ahead and guess they probably dont know that shes taken thousands off me for my home and sold my gear and took money from me for the house. I feel coerced and i feel abused. i feel she also took advantage of my autism. using my repetitive communication when im ghosted against me, which she knew since the very first moment i met her that i have a problem with that and its an issue that is in my life all the time. it was the very first thing i ever told her, and i made her promise she would never do it. thats why every day she did it she might as well have been punching me in the head. i just didnt understand what she was doing at all and why she was going so mental, i thought we could live in harmony even if not together because we all supported each other. but at the time i was going through the – i might need to move out of here as soon as i can afford – im not giving up my half of the house tho no fucking way now. I was expecting her to just be normal again but she just escalated and escalated while she also ghosted and abused me like that, then she locked the door so i couldnt go to toilet or shower in there. just suddenly and i had no warning and i didnt know what the reason was. She phoned to say shit in a bucket you love it so much. Cos everyone loves shitting in a bucket eh? You cant do that in a croft anyway its illegal and the council will come for you. I also had our house and business to run with her but cos i didnt want to be her boyfriend or be coerced into buying her any more valium she was angry.
Shes now trying to say it was to do with an argument we had about her repeating suicide shit round all day fucking long which she vastly overestimates the severity of. I she sees it as ‘different’ because its one of the rare times i was having a go at her about the amount of times she was saying it and what happens to cori when shes dead. (rather than the usual having a go at me for i dont know moving the wrong sentimental thing to the wrong place or clearing up her fucking insane mess everywhere – to the point you couldnt move hardly. )
Madly, we talked about valium and i thought at least shes off that now, but shes gone and found another source there and shes still on it. She also blamed me for her being ill on the same call, but i have the video evidence of the first time she shook and that tells another story. She pretty much wants to blame me for everything, after coercing me into doing years of work for her and then stealing my money and property with the help of racist pigs. this is after years of helping her, looking after and nurturing and loving her daughter and her.
what a cunt. this only proves my theory about humans tho.
i mean the stupid thing about this is if she hadnt gone to the pigs we probably would have just got on with it and reset again and we would still be together. if the motherfucker pigs hadnt come in like a swat team for a text argument then also she wouldnt be sitting there lonely and suicidal asking me to come back DOH! – i didnt really think shit like this could happen anymore but its rural scotland, honestly i feel like it shouldnt be in the UK since it doesnt obey our laws. e.g. turning the equality act into an excuse to mock and humiliate me is not what that is for !!!!!
toward the end of the conversation Carrie became nicer after spending the entire 8-9 hours bar about 5 mins talking about herself. She seemed to have no idea what she had done to me. its at this point i realised shes probably a narcissist/BPD/both. She started to then say she was going to reward me by returning my stuff again. I was like thank fuck for that, gotta get it out of there im worried about theft every single day to the point its actual abuse and torture. I worry about our shitty house (UNLESS SHE BUYS ME OUT I OWN HALF OF THAT HOUSE STILL) and that she doesnt look after it ruining my stuff with mould or some other i dont know pile of her hoarded shit falling on top of it.
So she offers to send it back is packing it up etc and I say dont put yourself out i will send a courier and at that point right there she just started screaming about the courier, Not sure why but afterwards it became apparent to me she is using my stuff to control me and always has done. She found out how sensitive i am about it and like the other disability issues i had she leveraged them all. after the screaming n shit and suicide crap for hours i was like whoah dude calm down, at this rate you are going to get sectioned. she went even more insane going YOURE THREATENING ME BOO HOO. again thats kinda sick manipulation. no honey youre actually going insane. I really dont understand how she got to that endpoint of threats, unless it was specifically designed to do so as manipulation. the you might get sectioned was a statement of fact. god knows, she could be a mental place now. she could be dead for all i know and abandoned my fake daughter :(
the next day she called and as soon as i picked up the phone she said on friday she was going to die and Cori was going to her mums, I took that as threat to Cori. and after me complaining about that to her, there it is again, as soon as shes identified a weak point shes automatically exploiting it.
fuck it man nobody wants to obey the law even the police and judges. its time to upload the recording i have of the scottish judge. this will show further the institutional discrimination in this shitty country. i fucking hate scotland, honestly i cant even hear a scottish accent anymore i have to put my fingers in my ears.