Hi Bxxxxx,

I had just spoken to a nice lady down there with the PMPD.  I know it’s going to get busy for you tonight (not me, not this house).

I just wanted to drop you a note.  My cat was let into the upstairs and locked behind this door I have paid for.  I considered the options, I paid for this door, the frame, the hinges, the door know, everything.  I even installed it.  The drywall and the paint enclosing the open 2x4’s, I paid for them as well.  Along with ALL of the water pipe in this house, 90% of the cable (which Shaw stole a $150 part when mom called them), the furnace, the install of the hot water tank, the garage, all the high CRI efficiency lighting (everywhere it’s installed), the main bathroom, parts of the upstairs kitchen, etc.  I could go on like I had said before.

I thought about destroying the door or cutting the drywall to get my cat out.  I decided to call you people instead.  I am sorry for wasting your resources.  My cat is very attached to me.  If I go for a walk up the street or through the park, guess who’s right behind me?  He’s like a dog.  Everyday he’s eager for me to come home.  He’s on the other side of the door crying and crying.

Not only that, I have belongings on the other side of this door.  Kitchen appliances, work related items, electronics and more.  On top of that, I have items that were clearly LENT to my mother.  Just for some insight, some of those things I asked for back when I had the space…  I was told I could not have them because she was using them and she liked them.

This is my mother.  She has spent practically her whole life using everyone to get by.  Her friends have complained to me.  My father complained.  My grandmother complained.  I can only imagine what her first husband thought when she left him.  As for me, I don’t know if I am complaining or on the verge of making all the right decisions in this situation.

I find everything absolutely disgusting.  She is led by everyone else to fulfill her needs.  They tell her to screw me after using me, she does.  A major contributor to that is my eldest brother Jim Berladyn.  In some ways I don’t what you all think of me for being in this situation, but if you ever pull him over please remember that he is NOT a Port Moody resident.  I can’t prove it, but he did move in close to a good friend of my fathers, a WWII vet at the end of his life.  Franz was close enough to my dad to accept the title of GodFather, but trust me… Jim would have no concern for him if there wasn’t a gain.  The whole family from what I hear feels the same way.

My sister is a proven thief.  I wasn’t going to out her but I am absolutely crazy to care about people who have no care for me.  My life has almost ended several times over all of this.  The using, the cheating, the lying, the fraud.  I was at my doctors two days ago, I asked him if he remembered my mother coming in there and talking to him about me being suicidal.  I understand a doctor's best intentions for a patient, but it was illegal for that to be hidden.  Six months I was literally pitch black, I lost probably close to 40lbs as my body consumed itself.  The only thing that saved me was accepting a job in a company I normally wouldn’t work for.  I thought I was performing very poorly, I had no output.  They liked me and they placed me in charge of the biggest most complicated job they had ever done.  The most complicated job I had ever done and I was suicidal, looking at a certain bridge every morning on the way in.

I have someone telling me to screw them all as hard as I can.  I keep trying to defend my family.  If I chose the right words and wrote things properly, I am sure I could manage some equalization with or without the Law.  Maybe I am weak, or maybe I am making you all question my judgement.  Anyways, I just wanted to write you let you know of today, let you know of my property… and if this was an actual “tenancy” in my own personal view… I wouldn’t be wasting your time on it.

Thank you very much, I know it’s the weekend, but I hope it goes by smoothly for the PMPD.

Dan Berladyn

Every single time I asked the Port Moody Police for Assistance with property that I was illegally obstructed, by illegally restricting my access to parts of that house, they did not help. The Port Moody Police never helped me access what was mine stored in areas of that house in which I was denied access. Each Officer onsite, on location, failed to help me on request. They just simply ignored it, asking what was there, and then ignored the situation as it to say "oh well..", we have other things to do. You let my oldest brother go through and pick and choose what I could have out of my own property. Some of which was desperately needed for work.