Year 2000 - 2006 a new life

I bought a house together with my Ex. A house forever. Old, like a potato farm. 800 qm garden, only potatos, lol. But the view and the place, a dream, direct over a little river to swim. I started to work like crazy to make the house and the garden nice. And it became nice. All people visiting me were saying: Like a mediterean dream. I was happy. Not with the relationship - but with the house. More and more I got the feeling that my boyfriend and his brother are sliding back into old habbits (drugs). And I was right.
Than he lost his job. How should I leave him alone like this? So I stayed, looked for some more works and paid: The house, two cars and all the other things.
I was working while he was only having fun, not trying to find annother job.
Think we never loved each other. We were helping each other out of the shit and then we became foreigners. I liked my new beautiful life, while he got bored.

2003 The beginning of the end.

2006
Was for telling him we have to sell the house, because I am leaving, when he told that the drugs had made him sick, and that was the truth, because we went to the doctor together. So I couldn't put him on the street. I went and left him everything, even paid for his car. Half year later I found out that only 6 weeks later he found a new girl over the newspaper and she moved into my house. Rest in Hell for that. But maybe you are already there ?

By the way, his parents had a lot of money and never supported us in that hard times, caused by their son. They told me they understand why I am leaving, but they are parents so the first thing they care about is their son to be secured. For leaving everything to him and not selling the house I wanted 20.000 Euros, but the poor parents (sarcastic) only had 10.000,- available. So I took the 10.000,- Euros,
was to tired to fight and moved into a new little appartement (expensive rent because of the cat), bought furniture and paid the moving company and some debits.
Broke but free.

My garden is a trash place today. No more nice flowers, only dogs, dogshit, rabbits (to eat), rabbitshit. The dogs are used for hunting, and the other time shitting in the garden. Thanks god im out of that. My cat I took with me, and the other one he wanted to keep I found 6 months later in an animal house, think he was kicking him out to get dogs for hunting.

A new beginning: Alone again and so tired.