My story ….

The day I turned 18 I moved in together with my former boyfriend. I was so happy to finally leading my own life and to have my own flat together with my boyfriend. In the beginning, everything went very well, but then he went to work less and less. At that time he did a training as a cook, but in the end it was so bad that he lost his apprenticeship.

I worked very hard then, paid for everything, and tried my best to go on like this. He stayed at home all the time or hung out with his friends and spent all the money on alcohol.
At some point we weren’t able to pay our rent, weren’t able to pay our power bills. Weren’t able to pay anything …

This is when he started getting into debts; he sold things on ebay he didn’t even possess and spent the money on alcohol. He ordered things from a catalogue, but didn’t pay the invoices, and again sold the things in order to get money.
First the invoices, then the reminders, but he didn’t care at all.

I was even stupid enough to order things in my name, even though I didn’t have the money to pay for them. I only saw him, I loved him so much I did everything for him and nothing else mattered.

After three months I became pregnant. During that time I had to stay in hospital quite often, I felt very bad and sick, and he never visited me, he left me high and dry whereas I have always been there for him.

Shortly before the birth he even cheated on me. There I was, all alone with my baby, in debt like you wouldn’t believe. Because of the baby, I had to get my life back together by all means.

With the help of the police I kicked him out of the flat. The situation was awful, I felt devastated. I had a child but no work anymore. For a very, very long time I’ve struggled very hard, I still do. I feel like finally I’m regaining control over my life.
We don’t see much of him now, which is good. He’s a loser, again he’s preying on others who also fall for it. Now I know, it’s better not to lose control, never trust someone blindly, no matter how much you love that person!