Salaam UMM ABED and everyone else.
I've just had the uncomfortable conversation with the seller. He is not willing to reduce the price at all. I told him there were issues with the house and he asked to see the report, so I asked if he would drop and he said "nope, but I would like to see the report anyway", so I told him where to go. I've had a few angry texts off him since for being a timewaster. Me? A timewaster? Mate, you are a Muslim and you told me the survey would not find a single problem and it was a waste of time me having one done? Oh please! I know everyone wants big money for their house, but deceptions like that? I guess I should be grateful I didn't fall down that drain!
I'm feeling really sad again. You have all been on my journey with me for such a long time and you all know what I have been going through with the oppression from the people that live next door. I think you will all have noticed me on quite an upbeat positive mentality as of late, but that's all come crashing down. The peak went higher and higher, and I was even selling things from my room to make the final bit of money to buy the house and now it's all back to square one. A bit daft of me I know but I genuinely thought this was going to work out and it's only a few streets away, so even if Mom didn't move, I would be able to help her out but still have some piece.
I'm trying to think positively, a bit like the Titanic picture where the man misses the Titanic and then complains to Allah "why always me?" when we all know the Titanic was doomed. However, it's not working and I just can't fathom the thought of living a day longer next to these evil people. I know there was a poster making fun of me for wanting to kill myself because of noisy neighbours, but that seems like the only option now. I don't think I can go through the whole hassle of going to see a house numerous times, spending money on surveys and then for it to all come crashing down again.
I'm trying to think it's only a test blah blah blah, but my gosh, how many more tests? I genuinely cannot cope.
I was just talking to my Mom and I told her what had happened and she said to me "don't worry, Allah will help you find something". I gave her the "don't even go there" look and since I have been in my bedroom crying my eyes out. Oh and the oppressive people have been slamming their doors even more today. I hate my life.
Everyone at work will want to know what happened as my colleagues have been so supportive. I don't think I can bear the thought of telling them what has happened as I will just burst into tears each time.
