Showing posts with label Poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poems. Show all posts

Wednesday, 23 April 2014

YOU BEEN USED?

YOU BEEN USED ?

You cannot enough take care of yourself.
We live in a time that friendship no more exist, or be very limited.
Real good friends you can count on 'one hand'.

We live in a time that people use you without any scruples.

So I been used in 2010 until 2012 by a #Fake Facebook (friend).
But can I angry on this man ? 'NO' He is/was 'Schizophrenic' > He has/have 2 different personalities.
He has his good side for the outside world, but when you know him better, he is the devil himself.

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I meet this (Dutch) guy on a Facebook request.
All nice words coming, look same sunshine.

I has over 12 years a good running shopping website with a good income, and the guy ask me to move over the hosting from the website to him server. I think he is also Dutch (same me) and can good communicate in the same Language.
In November 2010 he invite me for visit his company in Phuket.
And I decide to go in February in 2011.
I go for 5 or 6 days, and all look sunshine.
(But he has already problems with his wife)
We make a deal: I go help him with updates his news websites and social media, and he go update and optimize me websites.
(He say so)
In the meantime I'm back in Bangkok, and work day and night for him to build up his business and social media.
In the same time I become regular less orders on my 2 shopping websites. But he say with a few banners on his websites and more clicks I go become more visitors and orders.
But nothing was true. I let check my 2 websites and all the meta-tags are gone.
Slowly I go dependent on him. He say no problem, you can always come to Phuket.
On the end of the year, not any order come more and I in him claws, and I must decide to move over to Phuket.
That was the most worse decision in my whole life. 
My whole life I not work for a boss, and there I work under pressure.
I get mental problems and different problems with my health.
Different time I think about suicide, and speak about this with his staff.

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Do you know how it feels when you lose all your belongings your dignity, and your very personal stuff ?
Do you know how it feels when you been humiliated, hit and spit in the face ?
Do you know how it feels when you threatened by dead ?
Do you know how it feels
when your life is total controlled and you live 10 months behind multi camera's ?
Do you know how it feels when people behind your back sniff in your personal belongings ?
Then you involved with "Mafia"

 

I take the risk to write this down.
The risk is that he want to kill me, when I make it public.
But I not care more.
When you follow this blog, you know after the full story.
I know "God" is on my side.

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