I can't even get into all of it

Jun 21, 2017 09:03

I recovered my LJ. Had previously forgotten the password. LJ had been my ORIGINAL favorite and first social network. I've always respected it so much more than what social media has become lately. So much has happened, and more significantly so in the passed two-years, which have been absolute hell for me. Nearly three weeks ago, I was nearly killed, dragged by a car, assaulted, threatened, told that I deserved the injuries I incurred. I was met with hostile, or at the very least dismissive law enforcement. And later had to file and was granted a restraining order even after this horrible woman lied through her teeth, hiding in plain site in the hearing. I still at least got my restraining order against this malignant narco-path.
I had to change my phone number, after having had the same one for nearly twenty years. And I still worry that this ex is going to try to retaliate in some way. I wish I could ghost myself from her. I don't even park my car in the parking lot at work anymore.

pain, loss, domestic abuse, narcissist ex girlfriend, grief, domestic violence

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