Join Date: Apr 2020
Language: English, Spanish, French, Japanese. Chinese
Have you ever felt like your whole world is falling apart?
This has surely been the worst year of my life. Honestly, as I see how all of the events happened, it seems like one of those movies where the characters are brought to madness. This sounds even more unrealistic the more I think about it... how can one year go so wrong?
Last year October: I came to Spain to study a master's degree after having saved money for five years in order to study overbroad. I was having problems adapting to the new lifestyle and new friends, but I assumed it was normal, after all, I had crossed the entire Atlantic ocean to come here.
March 2020: When things were somehow getting better, corona strikes. I was left alone for fifteen days. I thought: I have never felt so lonely
April 2020: The psychopath of my roommate came back to the apartment. He was mean, rude, violent. I had to hide in my room from him for an entire month. I ended up asking for help to my Uni.
May-June 2020: I reached at a new place and met a new roommate. The girl was quite crazy, but I let her be. She was always complaining for everything. When I began to feel slightly better, the owner of the apartment I was previously at kept contacting me demanding me to pay him for the services I wasn't using. I had a confrontation with him and, because of that, had to block him and two friends.
July 2020: I was trying to get a new job with no luck. Finally I get a job I didn't like, but which I would do because I truly needed the money.
August 2020: I get sick with coronavirus, my roommate has a mental breakdown, I have to leave her place and go with another roommate who again treats me badly. I'm finally confined under vigilance cameras so that I wouldn't "attempt" to leave. No doctor contacts me. Uni doesn't contact me. I am left to my own luck for an entire month because I couldn't get any answers. Then Uni comes in and forces me to leave by the end of the month as my contract is expiring. I leave without knowing if I could still be contagious.
September 2020: Because I had no other place to go, feeling completely drained and stressed, I decide to come live with my sister and her "friend" she's been living with for about a year and she hadn't had any problems with her. When I arrive, this one "friend" returns with her toxic boyfriend, she brings him home almost every day even against our liking and on Saturday the 20th, they have a discussion. She comes home and the man pursues her. He's drunk. He starts calling the rings of every single person in the apartment and as she refuses to see him, he punches the crystal door in the entrance of the building until he manages to open a hole, puts his hand in and makes himself into the building. He comes to our room and starts ringing the bell like crazy. We are forced to call the police. As the police comes, they ask the girlfriend to report him but she ends up favoring him. Now, with my sister, we are basically forced to leave this place, otherwise this girl will bring this criminal here again (claiming that he hasn't done anything wrong).
My sister and I are now searching for a new place and yet I can't expect but the worst outcome. No, I will never be able to make a healthy living here. Going back to my country, that's all I can think of now and I don't leave right now just so that I don't leave my sister alone. But I am sick of all this mess, sick of people, sick of life. Again I can't sleep, again I'm restless, again I'm nervous and stressed... I'll never get out of this, I am doomed...
Please, let it all end!!