Live in a Peaceful, Safe atmosphere

Well, as usual, I spoke too soon yesterday in my gratitude list – the “silence” even though very strained, was rupturted at 3am. Seriously, who picks 3am to start a roaring fight?
I’m too tired of all this.

Well the “minor” violence erupted into major voilence this evening. The individual, through me across the room, almost breaking my leg, and hand.
The Police came yet again, and still didn’t remove him due to his threats of lawsuits. But they are referring us to the Family Protection Unit of the Police Department. And he has been warned that any more violence, and he will be put under psychatric assessment, irrespective of his MCS.
Unfortunately, the referal to the Family Protection Unit, won’t happen till tuesday, when the attending officers are next on duty. That seemd awfully far away. But I’m hoping we can hold in there till then, and maybe some progress will finally be made.

Peace and Safety still evade us. Mental Illness destroys families, this is sad but true. The “sufferer” causes untold grief to their family. Stuck like rats in a cage, I seriously fear for our safety.

Tonight, this goal feels like an impossible dream.
All the business ideas, like the books, the jewellery etc – it was all to buy us out of this toxic hell hole. But, it was also to get away from the Bi-polar individual. I need a safe place for me, mum and the pets. But it just seems like a silly dream, a silly dream that’ll never come true.