Author: hulda98

15th of October 2024

I trusted the SHIT

He promised and broke all his promises

I prepared for him coming to Portugal and working here plus staying with me

I made sure he would not freeze to death and bought warm clothes

He got the money needed for the visa and the heap of documents needed

I starved and I planned to be able to help him

He lied and manipulated

He got a huge amount of money from me because I trusted him

I even tried to borrow money to help more

The money are not most important

The lies are what hurt most

I was humiliated by trusting, it’s unbelievable but true

Now he is manipulating some other women, I’m sure of that.

That’s not my problem, they have to live with what happens

He used the words I love you in almost every message, totally meaningless words, but effective when destroying a woman

Unbelievable but trust me, this is typical behaviour from the SHITS

When trust is destroyed by the SHITS it takes time to be be able to trust again but it’s possible

Friends and their support is the key

I’m lucky to have friends I can trust with my life

Hulda Bjornsdottir

14th of October 2024

Think about this!

When the romantic scammer starts manipulating you, he is stealing from you

He is stealing your piece of mind

He is stealing your love

He is stealing your information

He is stealing your money

If you try to get free he will tell you it’s all in your mind

He will tell you you are just wanting to fight

He will tell you he has always been honest

He will tell you that he loves you

He will tell you again and again and again how much you mean to him and how much he loves you

When you try to get the truth out of him he will persuade you that you and he are meant to be together and he can’t wait to be with you

Just remember. He will never be truthful

He only loves himself and uses the word love for manipulation

He will never admit he did anything wrong

Until you brake free he will use you and steal your money and your life

Get away, as far as possible.

Get help if you need

Don’t be ashamed

There’s nothing wrong with you

The SHIT is the criminal

Hulda Bjornsdottir

12 th of October 2024

The lying disgusting SHIT is not going to win

My inner strength will survive and strengthen the outcome 💪

He’s not worth hating, it’s too good for him

I know karma will get him

The lies and the rest are hunting him like a ghost 👻

A disgusting man who uses women’s kind hearts

What can be more disgusting?

The group will get a well deserved punishment 😜

2. október 2024

Ég hlustaði á Kristrúnu Frostadóttir á Samstöðinni fyrr í dag.

Mér fannst hún afskaplega loðin í svörum og ekki koma svör við beinum spurningum.

Nú er komið að kosningum samkvæmt fréttum áðan og þá er spurningin hvað gerir Samfylkingin.

Bjargar hún Sjöllum og kemur þeim aftur í stjórn eða verður það miðflokkurinn?

Mér líst hreint ekki á þetta allt saman.

Um áramótin taka gildi lög sem frestað var um síðustu áramót varðandi persónuafslátt þeirra sem hafa flúið land og búa erlendis.

Það á að afnema persónuafslátt hjá þessu fólki.

Mér finnst þetta mjög einkennilegt mál og skil ekki hvernig það getur samræmst stjórnarskrá að taka persónuafslátt af fólki með tilliti til búsetu.

Það virðist vera máttlaus forysta öryrkja og eldri borgara varðandi þetta mál.

Ég var að vona að við upphaf þings mundi koma tillaga frá FF til dæmis um að afnema þessa lögleysu en nú gerist það ekki þar sem boðað hefur verið til kosninga í nóvember og allt púður fer í kosningabaráttu.

Þetta er vont mál og munar miklu fyrir bæði öryrkja og eldri borgara sem hafa nú þegar misst öll félagsleg réttindi við það eitt að flytjast úr landi.

Dettur einhverjum eitthvað í hug sem hægt væri að gera til þess að koma í veg fyrir þessa aðför að fátæku fólki sem hefur flúið land til þess að geta haft mat á diskinum og húsaskjól?

Ég kann engin ráð en höfða til ykkar sem lesið þetta. Beitið ykkur ef þið hafið minnstu hugmynd um hvað væri hægt að gera.

Ég veit að það er í gangi undirskriftasöfnun en hún gagnar kannski lítið núna þegar landið verður líklega stjórnlaust um skeið.

Ég prófaði að fara inn á undirskriftalistann en gat ekki skráð mig með appinu!

Hulda Bjornsdottir

12. October 2024

Sometimes all you can do is to accept what is, Let go of what was and have faith in what will be

This is a good way to survive the turmoils in your life.

Today is a Saturday and not much to do at least what is planned.

Yesterday I was watching my feelings and came across a lot, which surprised me in a way but was expected as well.

I´m calmer and more in step with my inner child.

I felt yesterday that I am getting free from the SHIT more and more every day that passes.

It’s a good feeling and I am optimistic.

The hurdles we pass are a victory and they make us stronger.

I have been going through the first months of 2021 and today I went through the SHIT´s Facebook.

There I came across some interesting facts.

He told me that he had lost his wife, which looks like he did according to his Facebook and the comments there, but the timing was strange.

Just few months after her death he starts looking for a woman or women.

Another surprise was that during the time we had been in a relationship he was in fact in contact with a person he had told me had passed away during Covid!  He also was in relationship with other women during his time with his wife, according to what can be read in his Facebook!  How stupid he is and was, is unbelievable.

The first months I thought I was the one for him, but according to my research today I was definitely not.

In a way it is not a bad feeling, it is just a proof for my ego that I was right not trusting him and not believing his words, but I let him or allowed him to manipulate me and make me feel a bad person not trusting his words and believing his love!

I’ve been opening my eyes more and more. What was it I feel in love with? Was it the person or was it the dream?

He looked innocent and I was gullible.

Writing about the situation is helping me and I am cleaning the clutter and eventually I will get free.

It takes time, I know that.

Its interesting to see what people are reading what I do already put in my blog.

There are people from USA, Australia, Portugal, Iceland, Germany, Sweeden, India and even Nigeria and some more countries.

Why are those people reading my blogs? I don´t know and it does not matter.

In the future I will ´publish it all and at the moment I am kind of accepting that there will be people who see into my soul and it is ok.

When the book is ready, I will send it into the Cosmo and it won’t be mine anymore. That’s what happens to our writings.

Anyway,

The SHIT is losing his control and the free woman is appearing.

There are moments when I miss the dream I thought I was living but it only lasts few minutes and then its gone.

The money I gave him are not the main subject. The manipulation, the abuse, the lies, the crying, the hurt, the despair, the disappointment, the unbelieveable guilt he managed to make me feel are the feelings that hurt the most.

Blaming myself for being so stupid to stay, and not leave when I saw through the lies, is still there once in a while, not all the time, but those feelings do pop up.

Patience and love for myself is the key and that is what I am concentrating on.

I wake up in the morning happy to be alive and well.

I wake up in the morning free.

I wake up in the morning looking forward to the day and the adventures the day brings me.

I wake up in the morning grateful for my heart and for my friends and for the people who are there for me if I need them.

Gratitude is perhaps the feeling that heals the souls more than anything else.

During the time the SHIT managed to control my life I lost my health and I lost my happiness more and more every day. I became isolated and my life empty. Gaining my life back and my health is a miracle.

I could have, as so many who have been victims of romantic scammers, just lost my entire life and sanity, but my strength was there and I didn´t give up.

I have a lot to be grateful for every day and I am.

There is a higher power watching over me, as it has been throughout my life.

I don´t know what it is, but I know it is there.

Hulda Bjornsdottir

7th of October 2024

The SHIT almost destroyed me

The best therapy for me after a disaster is to write.

That’s what I do and have done my whole life.

Yesterday I was going through the beginning of the relationship with the SHIT, which I refuse to name, I won’t give him the dignity to say his name.

When I was looking through the 1^st year of the communication, I got sad.

I felt so sad and sorry for the woman who went through the period where she gave all her love even though the gut feeling screamed GO AWAY, SAVE YOURSELF.

Its interesting to see how the manipulation worked. How the SHIT could get her back again and again, even though she saw clearly that something was really wrong.

From day one he was lying and manipulating.

January 2021 was the beginning and when I look at the next 2 years it is obvious that there was a pattern, a pattern I had read about and I should have been awake and not being manipulated.

Just a small example of the communication is here.

In the beginning we communicated on Facebook messages. I found WhatsApp easier and more convenient and he had been complaining about lacking money. There I was trying to make life easier for him and on 5^th of February 2021, I asked him to go to WhatsApp

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“Let’s chat on WhatsApp! It’s a fast, simple and secure app we can use to message and call each other for free.

Ok honey better I never wanted to ask my wife

You know I use this iPhone so my WhatsApp is an American number it was bought for me by a friend”

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Seriously, what was bought for him by a friend?

Was it the phone or was it the app?

As far as I understand it must have been the phone that was bought in America, WhatsApp is free!

The number was American!

Of course this was a lie. Even if the phone had been bought in America WhatsApp could be downloaded anywhere in the world!

I should have understood that this was fishy, but I was somehow blinded by something I thought was true love and didn’t listen to my reasoning!

There are many stories about his phone. The most used to get more and more money. The phone was broken, the phone was taken by the police, the card was not working and he needed a new number, he was using his friend’s phone and on and on.

 If only he could get a new iPhone, he would be able to take some pictures and send me.

 The stories were endless.

The excuses were endless.

This is just a tiny example of how the manipulation worked on the gullible me!

A lot had been going on between us in January, the most interesting for me, when I look back is that the sickness, he telling me how sick he was, had begun quite soon.

That was the manipulation to make me feel sorry for him and wanting to give him money for the medicine and doctors!

During these years he was sick more or less every week.

If that had been true, he would be dead now, the stories were sad, him not being able to buy food, and being sick make me feel responsible!

I needed to save him from the hardship and the suffering, first by sending him money every month and then to help him get out of the misery and move abroad.

He was clever and figured out quickly that I had a kind heart and felt the pain he was going through.

Cleaning the clutter in my heart and my mind is a task I am taking and when finished I will be completely free.

My life today is different and it is coming back but there is still a lot of work to do and writing is my healing process.

Hulda Bjornsdottir

2nd of October 2024

Today is the second day of October and it is raining in my little land.

The rain is welcome and everything is fresh.

Working on my mental situation is perfect in the freshness of the rain outside.

From 2020, in December that year, I have been in a limbo and devastation, rising up and gaining my life back, falling many times during this time but always getting up.

The strength is my saviour.

The covid time dragged me down and I mas perhaps more week and easier victim for the scammer. I don´t know if this is the correct evaluation, but at the moment it is enough while trying to understand why I fell for the SHIT.

Writing about it, telling the story is like a therapy. Cleaning the shadows in my heart and soul comes with the openness and honesty when telling how it was.

I´m going to make it through the next months, emotionally, while going step by step through the horror, which it was.

During those years I cried a lot. I got angry a lot. I tried to get free many times but the SHIT managed to manipulate me to feel guilty and not a loving kind hearted person.

I chose to believe he loved me like I loved him, even though I knew deep in my heart that he was just a romantic scammer, using me and my kind heart.

This was my choice and I take full responsibility for it.

I blame him!

I think that is fair.

He was not alone in the scam, he had friends working with him, I got proof of that many times but I chose to ignore it.

There was a pattern, and I saw it, but I always got back and took the blame for the fighting and me blaming him for not being true to me was wrong. He managed to convince me again and again.

There is a question worth contemplating on:

Can a Scammer fall in love with you?

You may ask yourself this. If you’ve been a victim of a romance scammer, its important to understand that this person doe not love you. Their only goal is to extract something from you, most often money. Any promises of love or a future together are manipulations.

I knew this, but I ignored it.

It could be that in the beginning he had intentions to get to Portugal through my help but he was never going to stay with me.

The signs were everywhere but I was blind. I truly fell in love with the SHIT.

Love is blind, even though the gut feeling is screaming at you to listen to the warning signs.

What made me take such a long time to get my freedom was the feeling that perhaps I was doing him wrong. Perhaps he was true. He looked innocent and I felt guilty.

Now, when looking back and going through the communication everything makes sense and the guilty feeling has left me.

The freedom is great. It gives me energy and I am able to live my life alive.

Yesterday I showed you the message he sent where he told me how unloving and selfish person I am, wanting my life back and not helping him more!

Being selfish feels good. Taking care of myself feels good. Loving myself and being proud of myself feels right. My life is back. My normal days are back. I don´t worry about not being good enough. I am good enough and I deserve my love and caring.

Everything I experienced through these years has made me stronger and I learned a lot about myself.

Writing and telling the story is my therapy and it will close this chapter in my life.

Tomorrow, next month, next year and many years to come are the price I get for being strong and eventually standing firmly by my side.

That’s a good feeling.

Hulda Bjornsdottir

1.október 2024

Ég er ein af þessum hátekju manneskjum komin á eftirlaun.

Tölur hér að neðan eru fyrir skatt!

Frá lífeyrissjóði fæ ég 249.856 krónur þennan mánuðinn, fékk um þúsund krónum minna síðast.

Þetta eru auðvitað skelfilega há laun og ekki hægt að láta mig komast upp með að fá eitthvað frá ríkinu, alla vega ekki mikið. Það verður jú að hugsa um þjóðarhag og ekki hægt að láta svona fólk eins og mig komast upp með einhvern skæting.

Frá Tr fæ ég 236.771 krónu á mánuði og ef ekki væru skerðingar mundi ég fá 333.194 og það plús hinar ægilegu 249 þúsund krónur mundi auðvitað setja ríkissjóð á hvolf og það má alls ekki.

96.423 eru teknar af tekjum sem ég var svo ósvífin að safna fyrir á meðan ég vann fulla vinnu í meira en 40 ár, og áttu þessar krónur að sjá til þess að ég hefði það sæmilegt þegar og ef ég yrði gömul.

Á næsta ári mun ég skulda TR því áætluð laun voru aðeins lægri en það sem ég fæ frá lífeyrissjóði og auðvitað borgar maður skuldir sínar, eða hvað?

Ósvífni mín á sér engin takmörk því ég flutti úr landi áður en ég komst á eftirlaun og spara þar með íslenska ríkinu lækniskostnað og svoleiðis smámuni.

Hálaunamanneskjan ég er ekki par hrifin af því hvernig farið er með sparnaðinn í lífeyrissjóð sem var svo dásamlegt fyrirbæri þegar sett var á fyrir mörgum áratugum.

Ég man eins og gerst hafi í gær hvað starfsmannastjórinn sagði og hvað hann var ægilega lukkulegur fyrir okkar hönd og hvað við mundum hafa það gott í ellinni.

Ég gerðist flóttamaður fyrir langa löngu því ég hafði séð hvernig dýrðin snerist við í höndunum á þeim voru svo heppin að eldast.

Núna nota ég evrur og breyti hinum geðveikislega háu launum yfir í evrur um hver mánaðamót.

Í október í fyrra var evran á 143.53 þegar ég millifærði

Í dag var hún 150.94 þegar ég millifærði.

Ég nenni ekki að reikna út hvað ég tapa miklu á hverjum mánuði vegna glæpsamlegs gengis íslensku krónunnar.

Ég er svo ósvífin að telja mig spara íslenska ríkinu stórfé með því að vera ekki að þvælast fyrir í kerfinu á Íslandi og læt öðru landi eftir að halda mér gangandi heilsufarslega.

Þar sem ég bý ein fæ ég auðvitað ekki heimilisuppbót bara af því að ég voga mér að búa ekki á Íslandi og skiptir engu máli þó ég hafi allt mitt líf greitt skatta og skyldur á Íslandi.

Já, það er dásamlegt að vera fædd á Íslandi og hafa starfað þar alla starfsævina og svona fólk eins og ég á ekki að vera að kvarta því við erum hálauna pakk.

Aumingja útgerðardásemdin lepur dauðann úr skel, það vita jú allir.

Nei, ég segi það aftur, hálaunapakk eins og ég á alls ekki að kvarta.

Ég á ekki skilið að hlustað sé á mig þegar ég kvarta yfir brjálæðislegu gengi og gargandi skerðingum.

Haltu þig á mottunni, þú eldgamla kelling, segir kerfið við mig í hverjum einasta mánuði.

Flýttu þér að drepast svo við, fátæka útgerðin og fátæka auðfólkið, getum farið að sofa róleg á kvöldin.

Þrjóska ég ætla líklega að verða 100 ára svo það eru mörg ár eftir til þess að mjólka TR!

Með kærri kveðju frá „milljónamæringi“

Hulda Björnsdóttir

1st of October 2024

The Shit continues

I got this message some time ago, I don’t remember when exactly:

“You never loved me, have you ever loved anyone in your whole life??? You have called me all kinds of names because of the help you have giving to me !!! Imagine you saying I’m with a group of people, I´m just a slave to you….I´m battling with life….ur love was never real let me tell you no amount of money can buy love…..I gave you my heart, I told you about my plans to the agent you said I never wanted to be with you….let me tell you no one can ever love you like me never !!!! Humans die money goes but true love never dies. Get you life back you need it that´s what matters to you….but I tell you the love I have for you can´t find with another man….I have respect for people but you no way you insult anyone without thinking where it goes !!! Get you life back but I won´t take your insult anymore.

I imagine if I´m with you daily you will treat me like a slave and insult me daily !!!

This is the true Shit talking.

He is right, I have called him names, I have called him liar and sheeter. That is what the scammers are.

I have been angry and I have been frustrated.

But he somehow managed for 2 years to manipulate me and make me feel guilty and pathetic.

This is how the scammers work.

When I look back, I don´t understand how I could be so naïve, but I am, and have always been gullible and willing to take the blame on me!

This message is a long one. Normally the messages were short and he used “I love you” a lot. That is what they do.

He is trying to make me feel guilty because of his horrible situation, which cannot be different until he gets more money from me!

From January 2021, when the relationship began, he has been sick most of the time. Sometimes very sick and almost dying, if I didn’t help him, and other times just in need of money to get some tests!

Yes, I told him in January 2023 that I wanted my life back. I had given him my life for 2 years and sacrificed my financial freedom.

We made a plan in 2021 and I did everything I could to make that plan come true but he was never there in reality.

I am sure, and I know, that he was not alone in the scam. He had some of them call me both in video calls and voice calls. They pretended to be lawyers, friends, people who worked with applying for visas and on and on.

At the time I believed them, most of them.

One of them told me that in Africa everything was possible, and that was about fake documents! This was in a video call and the Shit was standing next to him and told him he could not say this!

Looking back, I am surprised how long I did allow the Shit to treat me like an idiot.

“Get your life back you need it that´s what matters to you”

Is one of the sentences in the message.

This is one of the proves of his love! I did say that I was ending this relationship and I wanted my life back. That is true. What this sentence tells me is his love is rather strange.

If you love someone you want the best for the person, don´t you?

No, he doesn’t he only sees himself and what he needs or wants which is more money from the white lady who he thinks he can control!

He did control me for a while. That’s what the scammers do.

The lies he told me changed, it’s a problem when you lie that remembering what you said can get the truth through!

I will continue to tell the story and the beginning is the next step.

I’m not sure if I publish chapter by chapter here but I might.

I am at piece but I know there are many out there who are desperate and, in a situation, similar as mine and they don´t know what to believe.

I hope my story will help someone.

I don´t need revenge, but telling the story and getting it truly out of my system feels great.

I have nothing to lose.

What is so sad is that the scams are everywhere but mostly in Africa and Nigeria is the worst.

Today I am content and happy with my life.

HB

Ps. Remember when you read this, it’s a draft and could change a bit in the future i.e. the style but not the context

29^th of September 2024

Slowly I am writing the book about how the Shit destroyed my life for a while.

Eventually it will be over, i.e. the writing, and I can publish it, but for now I am working on it.

I’ve been going through the conversations, slowly, and picking up what I want to share with the world, in case it could help someone in my position, so they can see that there is a way up from the darkness the shits move us into.

I got this one in March this year, even though I have told him again and again that there are no money coming from me!

“Honey I want to tell you something and please I don´t want you to be upset I beg you, I’m saying this with pains in my heart. I know that there’s is nothing I would say that will make you forgive me or be totally happy with me because its not what we planes my love….As we speak Jennfer told me that hopefully today she will see what she can do. But I’m saying these because of the love we have in our hearts and, and I’m your husband. I want to beg you, that you should find a place in your health to please help me because of our love I beg you to help me our no matter how small you can please so that I can get a medical attention I have no where to turn to as we speak I’m hungry no medication I’m all alone, you have done what no one can do for me in my life time I want to be with you, but first my health is killing me am hungry can’t assist my self I want to be well so that I can fight for our dreams to be together am begging you please don’t be mad at me I’m totally out I need your help my darling wife…it’s not manipulation or pattern cried since morning hungry my mouth has no taste am always weak my dick is down please my darling find a place in your heart to help me pls”

I´m writing this exactly how he wrote it to show you all the signs that are typical for the Shits.

The manipulation doesn’t work on me anymore but he doesn’t understand it.

He thinks the stories still can make me feel sorry and sad, so sad that I might “se it in my heart” to help!

He talks about our dreams, our dreams died long time ago and they never were ours. They were my dreams, which I sacrificed a lot, but never his. He was always just using the stupid old white woman!

Going through the messages and the obvious lies makes me in a way free.

I have been struggling on and off with that perhaps I was doing him wrong, and maybe he was a real man!

No, not anymore.

Now I can look back and I truly don´t feel anything.

That’s a good feeling and I want to share with the ones who are suffering, so they might realise that there is a way out and life after the horror.

Hulda Bjornsdottir