Chapter Two (Part Two)

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I was on a downward spiral, losing myself. I felt ashamed that I was being conned by a bitter old man and his puppets.

Within a few weeks I was diagnosed with Depression. I kept being told by Sue that I was over emotional and I should just l let Victor carry on 'helping' me. But he wasn't. I wasn't a person anymore, I was disabled. That was it.

One afternoon, I had a panic attack after not feeling very well. The ambulance was called as a precaution. I was fine just told to sleep it off. Sophie was on shift. 

A carer from the other clients team saw the ambulance and rang  Sue and Victor (who were in Newcastle) to tell them about the ambulance without my consent. Within minutes I received a phone call from Sue saying how Sophie had not informed them quick enough despite the fact that they were powerless to do anything as they were at the other end of the country.

To cut a long story short, Sophie was sacked. I was devastated- the one person that understood me was gone. Victor was never a fan of Sophie, he did like how we were close. He was winning. He controlled the people around me.

Out of the blue my social worker (Dan*) rang and said he wanted to meet with me. I felt relived. A way out.        

I met with my social worker and told him EVERYTHING, the pressure, controlling nature and even financial issues. 

It turned out that Victor had been sending Dan reports that I hadn't paid invoices and spent the Direct Payment on clothes, which wasn't true at all. In actual fact Victor had emptied £10,000 out of my account and changed invoices.

He was exposed. at last. The police were now involved in my case but that wasn't the end of the storm... 

A quick note: THANK YOU, Writing this Blog is helping me cope with my experience, BIG THANK YOU to everyone who reads this, you're helping me find the voice in me again,    

Bea xx