My girlfriend was home by herself, her husband out working late, they live close to where she works part time and she had just been down there. A few minutes later she heard a man screaming for help that he'd been hurt so she opened the door to help him and he punched and raped her. She is the sweetest person I know. Not stupid or ignorant but kind. They live in a good neighborhood so this guy had to have been watching her to know her husband wasn't home. She has a peephole but I know I would have done the same thing and that's what worries me. Though there are times, especially during the day I don't open my door, I talk through it, even though I can see who is there, there are just too many people around our area and too many "workermen" in and out" though it's a nice neighborhood and I have weapons and dogs.
She did go and get help and called the police and did all of that, though I can't say if I would have...honestly, I can't say that so I'm very proud of her.
I was sick, she has and I have ended up moving so far from each other I haven't seen her in years, so she was on our minds this past weekend since I was supposed to have seen her the weekend before last. I had met her in the hospital years ago while she was having a manic episode and since then she has been doing great, gone on got married, her master's and was trying to have children lately.
I had called because I hadn't heard back from her and that was strange. When I asked what was up and she started telling me I just went numb, I wanted to go there to help but knew there was nothing I could do, she had already called the police long since, her husband was back in town, etc. She was signed up for therapy as she knows enough about this to take care of herself and asked that I keep in touch.
After I got off the phone I was furious. I wanted to scream out my door that every motherf***** better watch their back because I'm arming girls and women blahblablblah...then the anxiety hit...I was shaking and my head was hurting. I called my husband and left a message. I shoveled food down and ativan. but nothing helped until I was finally able to go to sleep.
I HATE THIS!! :cry:
She did go and get help and called the police and did all of that, though I can't say if I would have...honestly, I can't say that so I'm very proud of her.
I was sick, she has and I have ended up moving so far from each other I haven't seen her in years, so she was on our minds this past weekend since I was supposed to have seen her the weekend before last. I had met her in the hospital years ago while she was having a manic episode and since then she has been doing great, gone on got married, her master's and was trying to have children lately.
I had called because I hadn't heard back from her and that was strange. When I asked what was up and she started telling me I just went numb, I wanted to go there to help but knew there was nothing I could do, she had already called the police long since, her husband was back in town, etc. She was signed up for therapy as she knows enough about this to take care of herself and asked that I keep in touch.
After I got off the phone I was furious. I wanted to scream out my door that every motherf***** better watch their back because I'm arming girls and women blahblablblah...then the anxiety hit...I was shaking and my head was hurting. I called my husband and left a message. I shoveled food down and ativan. but nothing helped until I was finally able to go to sleep.
I HATE THIS!! :cry: