Maybe it's time to give up, as the wolves at the door outnumber the innocent fools. I never knew the odds were this much stacked against me. I never thought of myself as prey everytime I stepped out the door but clearly that is what I am.
The criminals never seem to pay as they have no heart or soul, so they continue with their abuses feeding on the innocent women and children.
It's a war that cannot be won once engaged but is best avoided by taking the long route around.
I've avoided one rabid animal by getting miles away. My son's therapist fully agreed that miles matter and probably saved him from turning into a pathological liar and narcissist as she is. Each person I speak of her acts with, shake their heads in disbelief at her lies and malfeasance. It's hard to believe I suffered that much, for that long.
Disbelief reins. Her antics so beyond my comprehension. She's like a rabid dog that constantly has to be monitored from a distance lest she throw herself into the high voltage fence and fry in her own crimes. Heaven forbid.
I don't know what I've ever done to deserve such cruelty. It isn't worth it anymore. There are no answers, just more monsters laying in wait.
