5 days passed with Valeri in a mental institution

I was feeling free and safe again knowing Valeri was in a mental institution and I hoped he would finally get the help he so desperately needed.

I was also very sad that it had come to this and felt for him as I knew he feared this above everything.

The police had told me he had ran from the police station and had caused another problem with Georgi at his home after and Georgi's mother had subsequently called the police and he was picked up at his home later and sectioned.

The police would not say where he had been taken but insisted he would get the help he needed and would not be back to bother me for months.

I tried to find out which hospital he had been taken to as after everything I still wanted to make sure he was ok and help if I could but the police told me nothing claiming it was not info that  could be shared with anyone but his family who had signed the papers to have him institutionalised.

I went about my business clearing up the damage he had caused to my villa and getting back to normal.

I could go out knowing that I was safe and I had no need to keep the doors and windows locked and started to enjoy my villa which was designed for living outside from in with bi folding doors that spread the length of the downstairs and patio doors leading to balconies from every room upstairs.

I had all my windows and doors open and knew I was safe with the gates to the grounds locked even at night.

I was able to play my music again loudly and to soak in the two man bath, have a glass of wine on the roof terrace  and did not have to worry about anyone entering my home or bothering me.

It had been 5 days, the weather was beautiful and I felt that finally I could start to enjoy my villa and my life.

I had just had breakfast on the roof terrace and came back downstairs via the external staircase that led to my master bathroom to find Valeri standing there.

He had escaped!

He looked terrible. Unshaven, unsteady and dosed up to the eyeballs.

He told me he wasn't going to hurt me and to stay calm.

He grabbed me and covered my mouth and begged me not to scream and let me go when I said I would not scream.

He took my phone from my hand and said he would give it back once I heard him out and he was sure I was not going to call the police.

He then started to cry and told me he loved me more than anything and swore he would never do anything to hurt me ever again and would love and respect me as he had realised that I was his angel and all he had and seeing me again was what had got him through.

Valeri begged me to promise him that I would never let him be taken to a place like the one he had been ever again as he would rather die than go back.

He was covered in bruises and still drugged up to the max despite him escaping the night before from the secure mental hospital and making his way back to mine which was over 50km without shoes or money.

He said he had nowhere else to go and if I turned him away he was going to kill himself.

He had been beaten by the police, beaten at the hospital and given sedatives by injection against his will daily and he knew if he didn't get out quickly he would never get out again. He eventually overpowered the guard as the door opened for the doctor to leave the room after sedating him for the night  and ran for the door and then jumped out of third story window taking another guard out with him who he landed on and then was able to run from.

I could see he was fighting to keep awake but he was frightened to sleep in case I betrayed him and gave him up to the police.

I promised I would do nothing while he rested and that he could keep hold of my phone and I would stay in the room by his side while he slept which I did.

I lied down on the bed with him and held him in my arms until he fell asleep.

I couldnt let him go through any more suffering regardless of what he had done as he was ill and needed proper help and not to be beaten and tortured!

I decided that I would help him and not turn him in and I let him stay.

Valeri slept for over 36 hours but would wake up every few hours screaming and crying and fall back to sleep again.

He was traumatised both mentally and physically and I could not allow him to go through it ever again.



1 comment:

  1. What you were put through was horrendous and after it all you still showed him kindness, understanding and forgiveness.. I could not find that strength in me if I were in your shoes.
    You are a very special individual

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