I’m disappointed in myself. There was relatively small incident and I am so triggered I can barely function.
I am at my mom’s house in Oregon alone and have been working on it for a year to get it sold. Last week I had a glass repair company send a worker out for an estimate. He was a young, good looking guy in his late twenties.
I showed him the first broken window which was in the bedroom and as I was leaning into the window to demonstrate the issue, he leaned in and brushed up against my breast quickly apologizing. I jumped back and just gave him his spaced, I knew it was purposeful but it was one of those more difficult things to call out.
I showed him the window in the basement allowing him lots of space and when we came upstairs I asked him to grab a piece of the frame that was on the window sill in the bedroom window while I got the remaining frame from the garage.
He said “You’re really beautiful.” I said thanks, got the pieces and met him near the front door to encourage his departure.
He stood directly in front of me about a foot taller than me, explaining the repairs and then looked me directly in the eye while grabbing and squeezing one of my breasts. He didn’t back off at all and just smiled. I moved my arm to get his hand off me, jumped back and said “Don’t do that.” This is a pathetic response in retrospect but I was truly stunned.
He smiled again and left.
I reported it to the police and after the police left that evening decided to do a double check of all the doors and windows. I came to find he had dislodged the bedroom window so it would no longer lock.
I informed the police and neighbors. The police told me not to make contact with the company that they would, but the next day the company called me to discuss how they couldn’t do the repair. He was in the background making comments.
About ten minutes later there was a knock at the door that I immediately knew was him. I hid in the closet. He stayed about 3-4 minutes gently knocking. Then texted me using my first name, that he had left the parts at my door. Peaking out from the closet I saw him do 2 rounds by the house until he left.
I informed the police about this too, but have never heard back from the cops. He hasn’t shown up again but I am in PTSD hell. I am so alone, still, and feel all the shame associated with being groped.
I'm having nightmares, mood swings, short attention span, the whole works. Of course I am in close contact with my TX and Shrink but this is the last thing I needed. I’ve been slow to progress from multiple assaults in 2009, and now this feels like a huge step backwards.
Thoughts?
I am at my mom’s house in Oregon alone and have been working on it for a year to get it sold. Last week I had a glass repair company send a worker out for an estimate. He was a young, good looking guy in his late twenties.
I showed him the first broken window which was in the bedroom and as I was leaning into the window to demonstrate the issue, he leaned in and brushed up against my breast quickly apologizing. I jumped back and just gave him his spaced, I knew it was purposeful but it was one of those more difficult things to call out.
I showed him the window in the basement allowing him lots of space and when we came upstairs I asked him to grab a piece of the frame that was on the window sill in the bedroom window while I got the remaining frame from the garage.
He said “You’re really beautiful.” I said thanks, got the pieces and met him near the front door to encourage his departure.
He stood directly in front of me about a foot taller than me, explaining the repairs and then looked me directly in the eye while grabbing and squeezing one of my breasts. He didn’t back off at all and just smiled. I moved my arm to get his hand off me, jumped back and said “Don’t do that.” This is a pathetic response in retrospect but I was truly stunned.
He smiled again and left.
I reported it to the police and after the police left that evening decided to do a double check of all the doors and windows. I came to find he had dislodged the bedroom window so it would no longer lock.
I informed the police and neighbors. The police told me not to make contact with the company that they would, but the next day the company called me to discuss how they couldn’t do the repair. He was in the background making comments.
About ten minutes later there was a knock at the door that I immediately knew was him. I hid in the closet. He stayed about 3-4 minutes gently knocking. Then texted me using my first name, that he had left the parts at my door. Peaking out from the closet I saw him do 2 rounds by the house until he left.
I informed the police about this too, but have never heard back from the cops. He hasn’t shown up again but I am in PTSD hell. I am so alone, still, and feel all the shame associated with being groped.
I'm having nightmares, mood swings, short attention span, the whole works. Of course I am in close contact with my TX and Shrink but this is the last thing I needed. I’ve been slow to progress from multiple assaults in 2009, and now this feels like a huge step backwards.
Thoughts?