Day8 Mar18

The worst had come I hope and the best is yet to come.

I woke up in the morning and tried to talk calmly and sanely to Danny, But he said get out of the house.

I didn't got my paid and optionlessly I packed up all my belongings and left.

He drove me to the YMCA which is far from useful, They are not going to receive me after all. They tried to ask me call this and find that for help, but so far I can still afford a week or two in a hotel. They tried to contact the UNICEF, then finally the city council. But the city council won't help and can't help. I am neither a citizen nor student. They helped me to catch a taxi to the city council anyways and while waiting i called every possible numbers. And finally I reached Trevor who is a vintage antique shop in the town. I tried to explain my situation, half laughingly, I could not believe myself in such shitty insane situation. The council said the landlord was illegal to do such, but OH MY FUCKING GOD, I would sue him if I have a bed to sleep on tonight. Don't tell me those bullshit.

Failed to seek any help from the council, I tried to pull my suitcase and my bags from the city council to a coffee shop nearby. I sat down and had a cappuccino, wondering what's going to do next, not quite knowing what to do. After the coffee I pulled my suitcase, and tried also to push it and see if it can be easier, all along from Lime St. to Renshaw St. to meet Trevor. I felt too tired to walk anymore but I am the toughest girl in the world so I am going to keep walking like an turtle, Finally Trevor approached me and he helped me with the stuff.

I get settled in his house above his vintage shop. He is a very nice guy and has been through many big and small shit. He was ashamed of being a man when he was 19 and lived few years as a woman, but living with a woman who acted like a man and beat him up. He knows people all over the world and understands my situation. He said I can do nothing as long as I like, until I am recovered. He kept using the word trauma, but I didn't realize how much damage it caused until I was really alone later.

I went to meet Ronnie the actor but I had no mood to pick up my pen and do any sketches. I left the company and walked around for a while then I went home. My new home.

Trevor finished his shop in the evening and cooked Indian chicken for me and the other Chinese girl. She's quite nice and warm. I was just too tired and I slept right after eaten on the sofa. Trevor later woke me up to sort out the bed. I got a folded bed. But on the bed I can't sleep, The images flashed back to the days that I was living in the house and I was scared.

This morning I woke up trembling and sweating by nightmares. I opened my eyes, and looked around. Guess I am safe and saved.

Hope the peace can last a little longer. I gotta be the toughest girl in the world, I am not gonna die yet.