So we had a new tenant move in above us - a nice girl with 2 young children. Yes, there's a "but."
She's leaving an abusive husband, who supposedly doesn't know where she & the kids have moved to and when her police escort arrived at their house today, they saw bruises on her and instead of just removing him from the house as planned so her things could be moved & she could get here without him following, the police pressed charges against him (battery & assault and making verbal threats - he's threatened to kill her) AND They Took His Guns Away. Fucking GREAT.
The police told her she could get a temporary restraining order tomorrow before going to court this week to get a permanent one - I told her bull shit! If they can call a judge on a Sunday to get a temp, they could've called today for one & she shouldn't have left until she had it.
I've got chest pains right now. The people who lived upstairs before had domestic violence problems and every time he beat the shit out of her, cowered in a corner while I called the cops (or Vic did) and I'd sob, hearing the same screams come from her that came from me in the past. I'd become terrified out of my mind. It was horrible, like it was happening to me all over again.
Now this girl has a psycho husband who's definately on the war path. She only moved 1 town away to here from her house for crissakes!
I don't want to have to worry that this @##$%&^ is going to find out she & their kids live here and then shows up here - innocent people get hurt OR WORSE by ending up involved in others' domestic violence.
I've lived so much of my life in fear and paranoia - it's so hard to come out of that. I've done well but there's always progress to be made. Something like this makes me feel as though I haven't made any progress at all.