Severing the ties.

Today while I was paying the Council Tax at where I currently live, I decided to make good on a promise.

As you know I have a habit of reading things like the Art of War by Sun Tsu, and The Prince by Nicolo Machiavelli; and in an email I sent the Ex I told her I was going to terminate the Tenancy we shared if she did not talk to me. She came out with some bullshit about common law (which means jack shit in all reality) and how she would keep the flat if I fought her for it.

Unfortunately she did not learn a damn thing about my thought processes when it comes to a fight, I think along the lines of the "long game" or strategically by misdirection and double bluff. Of course this doesn't help when it comes to people trusting me but if you have spent most of your life being lied to by those closest to you and exposure to military doctrine you stop giving that much of a fuck.

Back to the point I had a chat to some of my family who remarked at how Wendy ran like a spooked jack rabbit when she saw them even though they sort of liked her when we were together, and they advised me to get my name off the tenancy for safety's sake. I didn't have the heart to tell them that I ad been planning to anyway, for the simple reason that I was fucking sick to the back teeth of always having to force Wendy to communicate with me. My own theory for this is that she knew that she had broken the law and is just a fucking cowardly piece of shit and is afraid to face the monster she created in me, that and she cannot stand strong, indipendant self reliant individuals like myself; that is why she has gone for this guy in Blackpool. Who looks to me like some weak willed mothers boy.

So as you have guessed I have Terminated the Tenancy at the flat I was not allowed to call home, so she now has until the 13th of August to either; leave the flat and do the work to find her own place and take her girlfriend with her, or apply to keep the flat she currently occupies. Ultimately though, its no longer my problem, what is my problem is getting a place to myself, getting my scooter on the road and getting my teaching certificate so I can get a better bike and be an awsome teacher.

I do not appreciate being used for another persons gain Wendy so fuck you and the very roots of your family tree.

Steven

Without ever having to fight.

Ultimate Excellence lies

Not in winning 

Every battle

But in defeating the enemy

Without ever fighting.

The highest form of warfare

is to attack strategy itself;

Sun Tsu, The art of war; Strategic Offense 

In my long walks with a lovely idiot puppy, I found myself thinking about what Wendy said to me last month, she said that she had taken my name off the tenancy agreement and that I should be fine to get my own place. there was something niggling at the back of my head about this.

earlier this month I found out why, she had not done a thing to get the place for herself and had broken the law under the fraud act 2006 section 2, and earlier today I sent her this:

In June of this year you falsely represented yourself as having more power than you legally had by claiming that you had removed my name from the Tenancy agreement of 50 Stanley Close, this can only be achieved by a court order and the consent of the other party (myself). The intent of this false representation was to gain full and sole tenant status of the above address and thus cause myself the loss of said tenancy. 

 

I honestly don't care if she tries to remove me from the tenancy agreement as I have an ace in the hole, and who gave it to me? Wendy Jayne Bostock. All I needed to do was think and remember the Art of War.

 

Steven

Yes another Update.

AS you know I still have a legal right to the flat I once shared with Wendy, on the day I learned this I asked Wendy to contact me once she made a decision.

She didn't so today as I was walking into town, being a great believer in the saying of "If the mountain won't go to Mohammed the Mohammed will have to go to the mountain." I went to ask what was going on, and what her decision was. Her first reaction was to go and get her shield from her bath instead of coming and apologizing and explaining to me for why she had not been in contact. So before Becky came out and threatened to call the police I was told that I was to sign a Property Adjustment order, I would have considered this if I was informed when of this new piece of information, but I had to go to her and get the info from her.

So remaining calm at the show of fear and anger, something of a feat for me as when I was with Wendy I often reacted aggressively to her aggression, I informed them I was not going to sign anything.

I know that I was a complete cunt while addicted to Codeine, addicts tend to be. But it takes a coherent and well planned choice to undertake a roughly eighteen month long campaign of psychological abuse. Truth be told it was not a very good one at that, as My dad was a Sergent in the Army and can break a hardened IRA man in an interrogation room and he never repeated an insult and putdown directed towards me twice in one day.

I found this picture in Facebook that sums up the single mindedness I have right now.

So if either of the ladies who fear me still read this, be warned I will not back down, I have the stamina and the drive to get my home back, all I want still in there is the white goods in the kitchen the rest you can take and shove up your collective arses.

Steven

Sertraline diaries.

Welll as you know I am back on the Sertraline Hydrochloride, an SSRI antidepressant this has had a few side effects I did not have last time round one of which is restlessness, and given the current situation with Wendy I have developed a slight anxiety issue as to what she is planning to do. I have sent her an Email hopefully explaining to her how she is actually better of when it comes to housing choices, I hope I hear from her asap as I am going slowly mad with worry.

I still have increased interest in everything and have found myself staring through the window at clouds and trees, I was happy to take the dog out for an early morning walk even though we both got soaked and I think he knows that there is something different about me also but I still find it irritating that the dog won't leave me alone.

Well I have run out of things to say for now, or my restlessness has got the better of my focus. either way the side effects should wear off in a couple of weeks. Again Wendy get in contact with me and tell me what you are planning to do please!

Steven

Update from last post.

As you know I am still legally entitled to my old place and after talking to the local council, I was given the options to either break the agreement and be stuck living with my dad who was both physically and mentally abusive towards me for 15 years or so, or talk to Wendy about options.

So I talked to Wendy and the options are;

1.  Legal action, I don't really want to go through this route as it will more than likely get messy and bring up things Wendy would rather forget and open old wounds.
2. She moves back to the YMCA, not a move she really wants but is doable as they have already refused me moving back in with them.
3. Wendy talks to her Boyfriend about moving to Blackpool with him also a doable prospect, but that would be rushing their relationship and more than likely doom it to failure. But an upside is not having to deal with Penny.
4. Go private, for me something of an impossibility as I cannot get the required months rent as advance deposit because of the place I currently live, but not a rally viable option for Wendy for reasons I can only guess at.

I will admit I am fairly afraid that She will go through the legal route even though I am eligible for legal aid  as I am on Jobseekers Allowance, my main fear is what if I lose? I'll be fucked as I will have to live with my dad for fuck knows how long and I am permanently worried at what I'll o to either myself or my family, which includes a ten year old boy.

Now I will leave it there as I may e going through Legal action and I will not be able to speak of it for those reasons.

Interesting news.

Well I'm back on the Sertraline at 50mg and I'm having the usual side effects of increased interest in everything under the sun. But today I checked my email to find a message that said that I was still a tenant of my old address with Wendy. I Quote here:

Dear Steven

Thank you for your online enquiry dated 02 July 2012.

As you are still a joint tenant at 50 Stanley Close you need to comtact your Tenancy Officer, Greg Doehler to discuss your options regarding this tenancy

Other options you may like to consider could be private renting via local landlords, letting agents, estate agents or via adverts in the local newspapers.  You could also contact Redditch YMCA 01527 61643

Regards
 Housing Options Team





So what the fuck Has Wendy been doing? I think she has lied to me yet again. Now I feel that she needs to get her arse in gear and make a choice as to what she is going to do as I will be phoning Mr Doehler as to the actual situation.

Steven.