The SHIT !

19 th of August 2024

The road ahead.

For some time, I have been thinking what to do about the abuse I experienced from the Nigerian that made me think love was possible!

He turned out to be a romance scammer, even though he did convince me that he was a decent man who fell in love with this wonderful woman, ME.

I have been ashamed angry and frustrated for a long time about how stupid I was not following my gut feeling.

Anyway, when there was an attempt to steal from my account in Iceland,, not long ago, I finally got free of the Shit!

The bank called me about the attempting to take the money from my account and I got information about where from the scam was done.

This was the second time, in those years that I had been in contact with the Shit that attempt had been made to take money from my Icelandic account.

Anyway, I spoke to the bank and this time they were in time to save the money.

This happened a month ago.

I contacted the Shit and told him I knew he was the thieve.

I know he is not alone in the scam. There are more people involved.

He got very angry and that was fine with me. Something happened to my feelings and I finally got free of the Shit.

I have been thinking for some time if I should report him to the authorities about the fake relationship.

I have not done it because I felt ashamed of being the stupid one to believe even though I regularly got angry and shouted and screamed about how he was treating me!

During the weekend I was going through some papers and some documents connected to the case and I decided the best way for me would be to write the whole story, being completely honest and tell the whole truth.

I don’t know what I will do with this but there might be a good idea to make an eBook and publish. Someone could perhaps read the book and see that her situation was not the first time in the world and she would not have to be ashamed. It might help her to get free.

I know I will never get the money back from the Shit so I don’t see the purpose of going to the authorities and walking through it all and them investigating.

Emotionally I am free and that is the most important thing for me.

Facebook told me that the Shit had made a new account and suggested I would send him friend request! Seriously! He uses the same name on the new one as the old one and that’s why I got this suggestion from Facebook.

I looked at the profile.

The man, who told me for years that he had no place to stay, no food, no clothes and was dying because no one wanted to help him to get the treatment he needed, has a profile picture on the new Facebook profile, dressed in new clothes, new shoes, with a fancy watch and a big smile of a happy man!

And on the 9^th of August he moved to Lagos!

According to my knowledge he has been in Lagos for 2 years trying to get the agent to find a job for him in Portugal!

The money for the Visa and everything belonging he got from me!

Seriously!

I have not given him any money since January last year.  He has asked but I have been firm.

The money he got in January last year were for some documents he needed to get for the agent!!

Anyway!

My decision is to write the story. It will be good for me to get all this out of my system and being honest to myself about everything, will cleanse my soul.

It’s a relive.

This will take some time and that is fine. I have plenty of time and can just relax.

There were people who warned me about the man but I didn’t believe.

I didn’t believe that anyone could be so mean and I struggled with the guilty feeling that I was blaming him and he was innocent!

I have got rid of everything here that reminds me of him, I prepared for him coming, and made sure he would have warm clothes and things he needed for his job.  All this have I given away to people who need help and could use the clothes. I gave the car to a friend of mine and his family uses it, and that’s a great feeling.

I am happy about my situation now. I am grateful for the concern and help I have got from my friends.

Healing is a process. It took me time to let go and now there is a straight road ahead.

Hulda Bjornsdottir