Edit: Instead of writing a whole new thing, just gonna add my edit to the top here.
Mom is home and she's safe. Bruised and sore, but safe. Today she went to file a restraining order and it was granted late this afternoon. Basically he can't be anywhere around us, at all. He and his crazy mother have been blowing up her phone, and apparently today the brakes on the little truck had given out and he was in a wreck.
Somebody upstairs was looking out for me, big time. Because that could have easily been me.
Anyways, we're home now. My cats were a-ok, and he didn't wreck anything in the house. My mom's going to have to hunt for a job, and I'm probably going to have to try and find a second one because the rent on this place is cray. We'll make it work though, and baby steps.
One day at a time.
Hey, just posting a generic journal thing for all places to sort of keep you guys in the loop.
Any kind of art from me is going to be a while. I really wanted to keep this short BUT if I do that there will be several unanswered questions and I want to get it all over with.
Several months back I found out that my step-father was abusive. He didn't come out and actually hit my mom, but he grabbed her in an unwanted way and without consent. So it's abuse no matter how you look at it. Despite all of us giving her advice on the situation, she stayed with him. As of yesterday, she was taken by highway patrol and moved to a safe place from him (they're truck drivers), and despite the bruises on her hands and legs, they couldn't arrest him.
Because she had no marks on her face.
He is infuckingsane. He doesn't think he's done anything wrong, he's controlling, he thinks my sister & I are plotting to hook her and our dad back up, he's jealous, he thinks he's a victim and the whole world is out to get him, and he gets pissed when things aren't about him. On top of that he's a borderline alcoholic and he's this back-water hick that thinks he's a big, bad biker.
Anyways to wrap things up, things were fine yesterday when I finally calmed and found out mom was safe. Then she texted me to tell me he was on his way to the house and I needed to get out.
I've pretty much been in panic mode since yesterday....all I did was pretty much shove stuff in a bag and run.
SO.....all I have with me at the moment are some clothes and my dog. I am out of a vehicle, myyyyyy cats had to stay at the house becaaaause my sister's landlord doesn't allow cats, and I'm constantly afraid that he's going to just pop up somewhere.
Anyways, I just wanted to let you guys know that I haven't forgotten anything, I'm just..... I don't even know.
Listening to: The radio
Drinking: Sweet tea