"I can't go home. It's not home anymore." (United Kingdom)
May 12, 2009
Print Article“I can’t go home. It’s not home anymore. You walk into a cold damp house and remember the memories, then remember what has taken them away, and it hits like a brick wall travelling at 100 mph. Then all the emotions you’ve been suppressing rise and you get so angry”—Anonymous, UK (5-11-09)*
*For reasons that become obvious as you read on, this young woman has requested that her name be withheld—Ed.
“Grief V,” by Donna Cleary, with appreciation
It’s not fair. I’m young. Three years is a long time, and so far it’s ruined my life. I’m attempting to rebuild it, now, but every time I go back it’s painful.
I can’t go home. It’s not home anymore. You walk into a cold damp house and remember the memories, then remember what has taken them away, and it hits like a brick wall travelling at 100 mph. Then all the emotions you’ve been suppressing rise and you get so angry.
I have dreamed of very imaginative ways to get rid of them. None, I feel, will work, and if they did I’d go to jail.
I can’t express the hate and anger I feel.
So how has a wind farm 900 metres away from my home affected me? It has changed me forever, changed my life forever. It has ripped every foundation I ever had and replaced it with chocolate—strong when cold, but as soon as it gets warm, it melts.
You can say, I know how it feels. You will never, never know how hard life has been until you’ve had your world pulled from you while you’ve been kicking and screaming.
Sometimes it just would have been easier to jump.
Comment by Leo Sobers on 05/12/2009 at 5:28 pm
To take a few words from one of President Obama’s speeches, “I hear your cry, I feel your pain.”
The wind industry has no ears or morals. It is a business and just that.
It is so sad to read, in this twenty-first century, abuse which is now a regular occurrence.
Who is listening?
Editor’s reply. The good news is, Leo, you are listening. And so are this young woman’s mother and father, whom we know well. In fact, thousands of people worldwide listen, just as you do in Barbados. And you do something about it.
Likewise will thousands read this young woman’s heart cry, and they will both mourn and resolve to take action. Which is the purpose of this website.