I still shudder thinking back to it and weep for myself. How the hell did I end up in that dreadful place? How the hell did I manage to do that to myself?

(WoningNet did that to me, too.)

“Doet u maar rustig aan, mevrouwtje.” “U kenniet denkuh, mevrouwtje. U moet niet denkuh dat u ken denkuh. Dat doen wij wel voor u. Wat zeggu?! U wil wat? U mag niets willen, mevrouwtje.” It still makes me shudder.

I was expected to plan and wait patiently for my death but not exactly much more than that.

After 15 years of more or less the same in Portsmouth! I’d already been climbing the walls for so long!

Civic Offices staff going into a neighboring apartment to climb onto my balcony, finding them standing there at my open balcony door, that was the bloody limit. No explanation, no apology. Completely NUTS. Creepy. Scary.