On Memorial Day I sent my deposition to my attorney.Since it was a holiday, not much was going on. Tuesday came and the attorney reviewed the documents. She tweaked them and put them in the format for the courts and sent them back to me. Imagine getting documents sent to you that you have to print, review, sign and scan back without the paranoid person you live with finding out. I could have been a spy the way I hid the documents, sent the emails, took the phone calls and texts, scanned documents and sent them without raising an eyebrow.
Tuesday night I told Tracy I was taking the dogs to the dog sitter for the day on Wednesday because I was going to be a clients all day. Tracy hit the roof. She was furious that I was taking the dogs to a dog sitter when she walks the neighbors dogs. If you remember we got into an argument because Tracy told me the dogs were my responsibility. I told her that if the dogs were my responsibility because I own them, then I need to take responsibility and make sure they are cared for for the day. She didn't let it rest all night. Ranting and raving that I hated her because I was taking the dogs away from her.
Wednesday morning when I was putting the leashes on the dogs Tracy came upstairs to scream at me about how mean I was and she told me "you may not see your bird when you come home." I immediately put the dogs in the car and drove around the corner. I called my attorney and told her about the threat. My attorney immediately put the threat in the court papers and sent them over to me to view. I approved and she couriered them over to the court. I was filing to get a temporary restraining order. Soon Tracy would be out of my home, if the judge agreed. Now the waiting happened.
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Wednesday, July 15, 2015
I AM NOT GOING TO HURT YOUR DAUGHTER
By this point I knew I was in need of help.
Tracy called my mother out of the blue to tell my mother that "I am not going to hurt your daughter." This freaked my mother out since I had not told my mother that anything has been going on. My mother called me scared for my life. Tracy then called my father at midnight one night to ask him a question. She was out of control.
I contacted the attorney my Palm Springs friend told me to. We spoke many times about if I was doing the right thing. If I could go through with it. If I had a strong enough case. What I needed to do. How to keep safe. She sent me the papers I needed to file for a temporary restraining order. It was now on me to fill out the papers.
A vendor came by to fix something and he was completely shocked. He helped us about 10 years ago and he could not believe the change in Tracy. He asked me what was wrong with Tracy. I had warned him before he entered the house that Tracy was being difficult. Boy was she! She stood back and glared at him the whole visit. When I tried to introduce him to her, she said "I am not the one you need to be interested in." When the vendor was done, we went outside and he told me he was shocked by the change in Tracy. He said he worked as an EMT for many years and he can see she has some mental issues that she is not dealing with. He spoke with me a long time and tried to convince me that I need to leave before Tracy becomes violent. He said he saw many cases like this when he was an EMT and they never end well. His advise: Get Out.
He also told me about a support group that his wife went to. That support group didn't seem what I needed but it sparked an idea in my head. I started looking up support groups for gay partners with mental illness. I found a meeting but it was too many days away. I found another meeting with NAMI that was for partners/family members of people with mental illness. I took the bus to the meeting and met some very nice people. So many of them had situations where their loved one hurt them physically. Or they had to put them out of the house. Most were parents with children. There was only one other couple and she was almost done with her husband. He had depression and kept going off his medicine without telling her.
The whole group was supportive. The group supported my decision to get Tracy out of the house before she hurt me. It is not her, it is the disease. They wanted me to come back but since Tracy is gone, I don't see the point.It was the most support I had felt in a long time. My friend Viola is wonderful but I felt like I was wearing her out.
I spent the long Memorial Day weekend finalizing my deposition for the restraining order. I got the dog walker to send a deposition of when she came to pick up the dogs and Tracy was aggressive. She said "who is that? What is she doing here?" in a really aggressive tone. The dog walker was scared to leave me alone with her.
My mother sent in her deposition stating how scared she was when she got the phone call.
I kept adding to my deposition as Tracy kept getting more out of control.
more to come...
Tracy called my mother out of the blue to tell my mother that "I am not going to hurt your daughter." This freaked my mother out since I had not told my mother that anything has been going on. My mother called me scared for my life. Tracy then called my father at midnight one night to ask him a question. She was out of control.
I contacted the attorney my Palm Springs friend told me to. We spoke many times about if I was doing the right thing. If I could go through with it. If I had a strong enough case. What I needed to do. How to keep safe. She sent me the papers I needed to file for a temporary restraining order. It was now on me to fill out the papers.
A vendor came by to fix something and he was completely shocked. He helped us about 10 years ago and he could not believe the change in Tracy. He asked me what was wrong with Tracy. I had warned him before he entered the house that Tracy was being difficult. Boy was she! She stood back and glared at him the whole visit. When I tried to introduce him to her, she said "I am not the one you need to be interested in." When the vendor was done, we went outside and he told me he was shocked by the change in Tracy. He said he worked as an EMT for many years and he can see she has some mental issues that she is not dealing with. He spoke with me a long time and tried to convince me that I need to leave before Tracy becomes violent. He said he saw many cases like this when he was an EMT and they never end well. His advise: Get Out.
He also told me about a support group that his wife went to. That support group didn't seem what I needed but it sparked an idea in my head. I started looking up support groups for gay partners with mental illness. I found a meeting but it was too many days away. I found another meeting with NAMI that was for partners/family members of people with mental illness. I took the bus to the meeting and met some very nice people. So many of them had situations where their loved one hurt them physically. Or they had to put them out of the house. Most were parents with children. There was only one other couple and she was almost done with her husband. He had depression and kept going off his medicine without telling her.
The whole group was supportive. The group supported my decision to get Tracy out of the house before she hurt me. It is not her, it is the disease. They wanted me to come back but since Tracy is gone, I don't see the point.It was the most support I had felt in a long time. My friend Viola is wonderful but I felt like I was wearing her out.
I spent the long Memorial Day weekend finalizing my deposition for the restraining order. I got the dog walker to send a deposition of when she came to pick up the dogs and Tracy was aggressive. She said "who is that? What is she doing here?" in a really aggressive tone. The dog walker was scared to leave me alone with her.
My mother sent in her deposition stating how scared she was when she got the phone call.
I kept adding to my deposition as Tracy kept getting more out of control.
more to come...
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