neighbours ruining life, spreading rumours, abusing my family?

chick

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since moving 2 years ago, ive had a life of hell, its chipping away at me bit by bit. all neighbours took instant dislike to me due to rumours n things they heard about me, i dont no why but over th years iv developed an appauling untrue reputation and i feel its going to follow me forever.im not saying im perfect, far from it and some of my lifestyle choices add to my 'bad image'. im jus a single mum of 2 boys thats made mistakes, who hasnt.ive used illegal drugs occasionally for over 10 years and until i moved here, had never been treated this way. ive been called a smack head, drug dealer, prostitute, reported to social services ( who after completing some of th assesment and speaking to my kids on their own, didnt even need to finish it to see im a brilliant mum, and yes they are fully aware of the drug use),wen we 1st moved in, all the neighbours kids wud tell my boys that there mum a druggy and iv had to explain to them what it means, they had never even heard thword before yet im th bad guy. call my 6 year old was thrown over a car by a 13 year old, told to fuk off, go bak to where he came from by a grown woman who was also involved inb hiding his bike and told my 10 year old to fuk off within 2 weeks us moving in.kids shouting abuse, kids leting my dogs out on th street, i know i cant take much more,i feel im going crazy.i cant c how or y this happened, t top it off none of them are 100% law obiding, 1 neighbour sells stolen goods, 1 sells tobacco from abroad, others claim benefits and still do cash ib hand work yet th fact that iv never denied ive used drugs recreationaly ( and only ever during tym boys r at their dads) makes them better than me?
should i b judged for this? if i was an addict or dealer then i wud get it but this is th same as calling someone who has a few beers n gets drunk now n then an alchoholic, or judging them because of it. its not me, it doesnt define me, its a tiny little part of me, its how i let my hair down n escaspe from everytrhing now n then n im a million other things too, i love reading, cooking, animals, especially my dogs, love my kids, i do want a job, a career, to show my kids u need to get up n live cos life dnt cum t u, i want a quiet life with a man who can see inside and take me as i really am.
i think my bad rep started in high schoool, aged about 14 wen a kid in our scools dad commited suicide, 1 mornin on way school there were police n ambulances all at top road n quite a few people were hanging round, me n my mates did for a bit but didnt hav a clue what had happened when stood there.anyway next thing its round school i was laughing about th fact there dad killed himself n virtually everyone turned against me n th mates i had left never said a word to stik up for me, i suffred 2 years total hell and things never been same. the person who started it has since said sorry n she knows i wasnt laughing, but its too late now, mud sticks n im drowning
 
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