This weekend, much to my embarrassment I was subject to an Ebay scam.
I bought or thought I bought a nice VW Transporter van on Ebay. It was the dream van. It cost me £20,000. I was all ready to take the kids away for a weekend. I even paid the fucker £100 extra to deliver it.
It was a very clever scam, I mean I’m super intelligent and I fell for it (more details are available on request). But I do feel a tit and a much poorer one now.
I waited in all of Sunday. He didn’t arrive. I even bought insurance for it, but fortunately they waved the £25 cancellation fee 12 hours later.
As Tears for Fears said “Shout shout let it all out….” But I didn’t want to, and I still don’t want to, which is a bit weird, but I think is strange but demonstrates how far I’ve come in my MH journey (cue Coldplay music, that one about clocks probably that they always play on X factor when someone talks about their journey, metaphorically, not in a transport sense).
The bank have said I probably won’t get the money back. That’s a bit of an arse, but it’s not the end of the world.
It does shows how far I’ve come. I'm quite impressed with myself to be honest.
I could be really worried. I could be really anxious. I could be really fearful. I could go mad, punch walls and be really frustrated.
I spoke to my best friend. She was worried I was going to punch walls. But the walls were safe, as am I. I don't punch walls anymore.
There’s little point being frustrated, worrying about the past or fretting about the future. What’s the point? Some things in life are shit, they just things are. I’m ok, no one died or got hurt. Everyone is ok, apart from my bank account.
In the present, in this moment, I’m ok. The people I love and care about are ok. So to be honest that’s all that really matters.
I could live in a tent with the people I love with nothing of any material value and I’d be ok. It’s people that matter. It’s health that matters. It’s relationships that matter. It’s memories. It’s holding hands. It’s staying up late talking. It’s playing Bananagrams till the small hours.
Things are, well things. People matter.
Don’t sweat the small stuff, even if it’s expensive. Value the people. Value yourself.
And if you find yourself in times of trouble, let it be.
Take care (and be careful on e bay)
Mr Paul Wyse