A summary of sorts

left my job after eight years in August after being off sick with stress and depression for a year. They weren’t too keen to find me a new job internally and I wasn’t too keen on returning to work in London and didn’t like being tied to a job I no longer wanted.

During being off I tried to sell my house in Cambridgeshire but, because of a small print problem, nobody can get a mortgage on it and, apparently, I shouldn’t have been able to get one for it either.

I was staying with my girlfriend up in Sheffield between 2008 and 2009 whilst trying to sort things out but, because of money drying up and issues with where she’s living, I’ve been having to stay with my parents since December. Mum first, now dad.

Since the house sale fell through this February I was planning on moving back in and finding a job locally but work hasn’t been particularly forthcoming and, to be honest, I want to be back in Sheffield with my girlfriend.

The next mortgage payment will be the third I’ve missed and all the other bills are having to wait. I’ve decided to let the house get repossessed as, well, it won’t sell, I can’t afford it and I don’t want it.

I’m hoping to get a council flat up in Sheffield so that me and my girlfriend can be closer together. I might have to be declared bankrupt because of all this but, after nearly two years of living in a state of limbo not knowing what’s going to happen to me, I want an end to this stage of my life and to start afresh.

I’ve been talking to the CAB about all this and I’m getting good advice and support. Plus I’ve just told my dad what’s going to happen so hopefully he can offer help where he can.

I’ve been practically homeless since December and am looking forward to finally moving my life forward, rather than just floating in an uncertain mist.

I just want to be where I feel at home with the person I love, even if it means everything else is taken away.