Hi, my name is Nadia.
I don’t really don’t why I am doing this, and don’t think I am really legitimate to ask for help to people I don’t even know.
I am probably doing this because I feel I need to share my story. I don’t have any charity goa, and I don’t have any illness either. Apart from depression who is just a “good” friend of mine who comes to visit me every now and then, uninvited and unexpected. And although we are “good” friends it is like we have never met before, all the time.
My story is different. And I really don’t want to ask for money unless you are such rich people you really have money to give away. I have read a few stories here and mine is nothing compared to those.
I have a different story about myself meeting a guy something more than one year ago, and having my sanity completely destroyed, and all my savings gone.
I have always been extremely responsible with saving money in my all life, and had worked four years to save all that money and in less than a year I had given all my savings to a guy I was trying hard to help. He is a gambler and I was aware of that. I put all my efforts trying to help him, trying to get him seek for professional support. I took care of him for a year not only as a boyfriend but as a brother or a son, too. I helped him get out of the bed on his dark days because I know what it does feel like, I gave to him all the love and cares he needed.
He has two kids he has to financially support. When he would gamble he would not even have the money to send to his kids, but I really wanted to help him get out of his addiction and feel he was a good dad. So I would give money to him all the time.
He was just a manipulator. I helped him get out of the bed and I was not able to see that I was the one who was then getting depressed and pushed down by all his issues and his making me feel I was just a poor insicure woman.
He was the perfect manipulator. He used me to get all the money he needed for his own needs. Every time he would promise he would give me all back. Next month, he said all the times. I was losing all my savings because I was trusting him. I was trusting his “last time help request”, his “I start doing counselling, I promise”. I start going to a counsellor helping gamblers, hopong I could bring him one day. He has never come. And thanks God I kept having counselling. He was using me and pishing me down so badly I was close to never get out of that tunnel. My counsellor says I have been like the girl on the train, if you have seen the movie.
I lost for him more than 15,000 pounds. I helped him with his debts with his kids, with the rent and everything he needed. He was just using me and manipulating me to the point I was completely drained. And now that he is out of my life and I beg him my money back as he always promised he even laughs at me, saying the money I gave him was just small change. I don’t want to blame myself for taking care of a person the way I did. But sometimes I just get caught in panic when I realize he will most probably never give all my money back. I had worked for that, and I have never wasted my money, never. My family doesn’t know anything about that and of they ever found out what happend to my savings..well I think I could stand that.
If you know of someone who is living in a situation like the one I have lived.. Please help that person get out of that thriller movie. People like the guy I have met can really bring you to a point of non return where you start thinking you cannot cope with your life anymore. You will find yourself hurt, without any strenght. And without all what you had worked hard for years.
I would love to write a book one day about my story.
I hope my story will help someone.