Jason was born partly in Kalgoorlie and partly in Perth. It's a long story, but I read his palms, and that's what it told me. I met Jason while he was going out with a friend in 1993. He was on a Work Visa, doing what Australians do, which is very little in reality. To be honest apart from his sexy Jason Donovan accent, I couldn't stand him. He was arrogant, just how I imagined Australians to be!
One thing led to another and he ended up moving in with myself and my ex partner. Jason had the roll of House Boy for a while and failed miserably, except for the sex part. Now I need to be diplomatic here. After a rather unusual meeting of like minded individuals, myself and Jason fell in love. Yes it was love, nearly at first sight.
We had had a heavy evening, and probably 'Manic' at the time, I suggested we run away to Australia. It kind of made sense at the time. So after asking my ex for my passport, we got the first train out of Southampton, to London, spangled. We must have spent about three days in London when we left for Australia, used stolen insurance money after Jason's lung collapsed on a plane and he was hospitalised in Singapore!
We tried to live in Australia twice, even planning to fake my death, probably 'Manic' again, but it just did not work out. The wildlife, sex crazed women and dubious accommodation put pay to it in the end. So in 1998 we settled in the UK. In that same year we had a 'Rite of Blessing' at The Quaker Hall in London Road, Southampton. The only thing we could do to recognise our union.
We Managed to stay together, even with the threat of deportation, after Jason refused to leave when his Visa expired. We hired a Barrister, called for a Judicial Review and were even bought up in Parliament at the time. There was no legal basis for our relationship back then. GAYS DIDN'T EXIST, at least ones with foreign partners didn't. He was told to leave the Country and again refused. We used the Legal Process in order to wait out a change in the law later in 1998, recognising de facto relationships.. He managed to avoid deportation, just! I think Jason was granted Indefinite Leave to Remain in the year 2000. We were the second ever legal Gay couple to be given legal rights, after being beaten to the finish line by a couple of old Lesbians, Gutted!
Jason and I moved about a bit, living in Lancashire and Salisbury, but never really settled. This was pre Bipolar diagnosis. Towards the end of 2003 I became quite ill, and had a minor stroke. We walked away from a business we ran, in order to preserve my life in reality. We moved back to Southampton, where I was put on medication. These were terrible years. Every course of medication was failing. Jason put up with a lot, as he always has done. I even tried to stab him. Nothing was working. Jason continued to work throughout this period, as he always has done, taking no benefits from The State. He is proud of that and so he should be!
As the meds became more stable, our lives changed. Positivity and happiness for a brief period. I got a job and things seemed OK. My career more or less ended from day one, after a scheming German woman accused me in writing of attempted Murder. After a bitter battle with her employers A high street Coffee shop, it was removed after the threat of Court action. but sadly my fate had been sealed.
Jason remained at Costa Coffee for about ten years. After they refused to let him come to the Hospital, as my next of kin, after a suicide attempt, he became depressed. I became more and more bitter and vocal about that Coffee Shop and eventually he left a year ago.
After harassment, lies , suicide attempts and an association with some of the worst people in my life, we are still together and we always will be, Despite people trying to split us up, we love each other, a word they don't even comprehend. Currently in the middle of a complete Bipolar Relapse, we are stronger than ever, looking forward to our Marriage and spending time with people we love and care for, Both of us are sick of the childishness and immaturity as well as the lies and rumours.
I suppose we have got to a stage, where we don't care about the games people play, the emotional blackmail and the disrespect. Both Jason and I are welcoming, good people, who deserve better from people, who we have done nothing but support and look after. Today is the day we say goodbye to it. We just can't be bothered to fight this behaviour anymore. Eventually you discover who the real ones are, sometimes it can be a hard battle!