If I did they would most likely put me on a psych ward "for my safety," at least that's how they did it in Florida, and psych wards are more dangerous to my mind than death is to my body.
My husband went to jail in Fla overnight and hooked up (he explained to me) with an L.A. gang member as well as others. He explained again and again, as things progressed, and finally told me that he had done the L.A. "Cripp" a favor and that now he owed him one. He said it, and that's all he said.
A month and a half ago a kid walked by saying he was a "blood" (gang member), and that's when my fear started. Two black teenagers were hanging around on my doorstep the next morning, and ducked and walked away, one when the mailman came and the other when I went out to get bottled water I had left in my trunk.
Then there was the attempted break-in last week (?), I've been so ill.
Last night someone rapped hard on my window at 1:00 a.m., waking me up, and after that I had nightmares. People passing by on the street harass me, they know I just sit here smoking cigarettes because I didn't have proper curtains for the first two weeks. (I am trying to cut back on the cigarettes.) I'm sure part of it is paranoia. I feel like I'm losing my mind, my father is involved in the harassment, my mother called up (I suspect) the cable company and cancelled my order for internet service, which the cable company admitted and then denied; My father is a higher-up in high tech and may have contacted somebody higher up there, it was all over nothing, but my father is a hopeless case and my mother is deranged--where it comes to me.
Finally I called back, forgiving Verizon, and re-ordered service, and (obviously) internet service is provided--but not with a smile. This was my welcome to this town, which my HUSBAND told me to move to, and I do what he tells me, like dropping both restraiing orders.
I am putting 2 and 2 together and suspecting that there may actually be something going on here with my husband's continuing attempts to end my life.
Please pray. Merry Christmas (that's what HE, my husband, texted me today.)
I have nowhere else to go with this, just in case something happens I'm going to leave this page up, the computer will be black, and there will be evidence to convict. (I just heard the black guy out there say awhile ago, after I put on coffee and they got up and started stirring around, "they got nothing on me." I heard his car, and light honking, this has been going on all week.
Honestly, Merry Christmas, if it happens, it happens, I lost Christmas years ago and this is just worse than usual.
My husband went to jail in Fla overnight and hooked up (he explained to me) with an L.A. gang member as well as others. He explained again and again, as things progressed, and finally told me that he had done the L.A. "Cripp" a favor and that now he owed him one. He said it, and that's all he said.
A month and a half ago a kid walked by saying he was a "blood" (gang member), and that's when my fear started. Two black teenagers were hanging around on my doorstep the next morning, and ducked and walked away, one when the mailman came and the other when I went out to get bottled water I had left in my trunk.
Then there was the attempted break-in last week (?), I've been so ill.
Last night someone rapped hard on my window at 1:00 a.m., waking me up, and after that I had nightmares. People passing by on the street harass me, they know I just sit here smoking cigarettes because I didn't have proper curtains for the first two weeks. (I am trying to cut back on the cigarettes.) I'm sure part of it is paranoia. I feel like I'm losing my mind, my father is involved in the harassment, my mother called up (I suspect) the cable company and cancelled my order for internet service, which the cable company admitted and then denied; My father is a higher-up in high tech and may have contacted somebody higher up there, it was all over nothing, but my father is a hopeless case and my mother is deranged--where it comes to me.
Finally I called back, forgiving Verizon, and re-ordered service, and (obviously) internet service is provided--but not with a smile. This was my welcome to this town, which my HUSBAND told me to move to, and I do what he tells me, like dropping both restraiing orders.
I am putting 2 and 2 together and suspecting that there may actually be something going on here with my husband's continuing attempts to end my life.
Please pray. Merry Christmas (that's what HE, my husband, texted me today.)
I have nowhere else to go with this, just in case something happens I'm going to leave this page up, the computer will be black, and there will be evidence to convict. (I just heard the black guy out there say awhile ago, after I put on coffee and they got up and started stirring around, "they got nothing on me." I heard his car, and light honking, this has been going on all week.
Honestly, Merry Christmas, if it happens, it happens, I lost Christmas years ago and this is just worse than usual.