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Hi
and thank you for joining me again on my blog.
Today I am going to talk about the time of my life which has been the
most difficult to deal with.
The
reason I decided to write this was because in my work as a coach / therapist I
have needed to be completely honest with myself otherwise how could I possibly
expect a client to be honest with me.
That
need for honesty is something that I could not have addressed
some 10 or 12 years ago but now, although there is still some pain attached, it
no longer presents a barrier.
The Story Begins......
Alison
and were living in Bristol at the time and we both had full time jobs and were
renting a modern but, even by today’s standards, very expensive flat. Financially, it was a bit of a struggle to
keep it going but we were managing.
We
got married in the September of 1974 and although I had been made redundant
just before the wedding I eventually managed to find another (and better) job
and we settled into a life that we were happy with.
Financially
it was “easier” but no way were we comfortable and all was going swimmingly
until Alison discovered that she was expecting our first child.
Well
that was it – my head exploded!!!!!
I
was too young to be a dad, we were not in a great position financially, I could
not see how we were going to cope but with all the pressures that this news put
on us financially, by the time we got to the summer months the strain was
beginning to tell and the bills were starting to pile up.
At
this time I knew nothing about Financial Advisers, I knew nobody that I could
talk to about my ailing financial situation, I could see no way out of this
hole that was getting deeper and deeper every week.
Eventually
the crushing pain of the ever increasing debt was just too much to bear and I
began to plan how I was going to escape.
Writing
these words now makes me feel ashamed and remorseful about what I did but I
simply had no idea at that time of what I could do to ease the pain, least of
all make it go away.
My
solution was to pack up a bag, get my tent and my guitar together and a few of
the “rare” records that I had, get in my car and head off into the sun.
I
had no idea where I was going or what was going to happen……..I phoned work and
told them that I was not well and would not be in for the rest of the
week. I then sold the records and with
the proceeds put some fuel in the car and made my way to a place called Yatton
in Somerset
I
sat outside the Post Office in the midday sunshine and cried, cried some more
and then cried again.
This
situation was not at all what I wanted but in my head at that time it was the
best thing I could do for both Alison and the unborn baby.
I
bought a pen, a writing pad and some envelopes and wrote the hardest letter I
have ever had to write in my life.
Trying to explain my actions and how I believed it was for the
best.
I
folded the tear stained paper and put it into the envelope and posted it. I then made my way to another place called
Worle, and pitched my tent on a campsite near the motorway junction.
I
feasted on Baked Beans and made my way to the pub I had played in several times
before that year. The resident guitarist
asked me if I would be able to stand in for him the next night as he had
another booking. I agreed to do the gig
for £15 which was a fortune to me at that time.
I
then went back to the tent and cried myself to sleep……..
The
following morning I woke early and breakfasted on the remaining cold beans from
yesterday’s dinner.
I
made my way into Weston Super Mare and spent the day walking between a coffee
shop, the shops and the beach. I managed
to buy a quarter of luncheon meat (113g) for my dinner.
Then
I repeated the morning’s walk round however this time I went in the opposite
direction.
Finally
it was back to the tent, wash, change, pick up my guitar and head off to the
pub for my evening gig. All was going
well until I was about half way through the first part and mid song the door
opened and standing there, framed in the evening sunlight, was my uncle.
He
just walked straight over to me, I stopped playing and burst into tears
again. He told me to pack my gear up as
he was taking me home.
Through
the tears I made my excuses while Bryan
When
we got back to the flat, the whole family was gathered and it was a very
tearful reunion
Between
everyone they managed to help us sort out our financial situation with the exception
of the rent on the flat, it was agreed that we would leave the property
peacefully and we said farewell to Bristol and
moved back to Cheshire
And now.......
So,
all in all, a very hard time and one that left an awful lot of scars.
However, we are now able to confront it and
are well beyond it. We are living in Devon and have thoroughly enjoyed the past 22 years in the same house. We are surrounded by family and friends and although we still have a few desires to move on somewhere else, we are settled and happy.
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About Dave I am a coach; speaker; radio presenter and founder of The Blue Sky
Company. I am also a therapist and co-own a virtual light centre
called The Crystal Spring. My
therapy work includes music therapy; crystal therapy and I recently qualified
as a Reiki Master / Teacher and I am currently studying a Colour Therapy
course,
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