Hello Darlings,

This will be a little long so thank you to anyone who reads.

I’m angry today. You see, I was living on my own. Living by myself offered an opportunity to get to know myself in whole new ways. After years of co-habitation with boyfriends I decided to level-up. My boss at the time offered me one of his nice rental units at a discount as part of my salary. I enjoyed having my own space more than I can say.

The apartment was downtown on the main floor of a row house. On one side I was attached to what I assume was some type of half-way house. Most of the men there were friendly enough until this one particular man moved in. The first time I saw him I was absolutely terrified - trust your instincts ladies! ( But also know it is not your fault if ANYTHING happens ) He used to follow me home, which seems a bit innocuous since he lived next door but he always seemed to be walking home at the same time as me. Anyway, I’ll get to the point. One day while I was on my way out of town for the weekend my cat ran out and I followed her into the backyard. By my back bedroom window I noticed that someone had stacked cinder blocks (that my boss had left laying in the front of the apartment) so that you can stand and see into my bedroom window. My heart was in my throat. For weeks I had felt like someone was watching me. I had taped over all the webcams on my electronics and thought I had become paranoid.

I filed a report with the police immediately. Not that they took me very seriously but I wanted something on paper. I called my boss and he told me that over the weekend he would come remove the cinder blocks and we would get some new security in place. Of course, my first instinct was to move, but I couldn’t really afford a place on my own without the discount my boss was offering.

When I returned after the weekend the cinder blocks were still there. My boss is a certified asshole. He told me he forgot. He was golfing at the time... This day, after 10 years of a professional relationship he drunkenly came on to me over the phone a week before his wedding. I used to babysit his young daughter, and was going to go by that evening after work. In front of whoever he was golfing with that day, he started asking me what I was wearing and if we could have sex that evening when I came to babysit his daughter. Shit.

So now, thanks to these perverse men, I’ve lost the safety of my home and workplace.

I confronted him the next day at work and essentially told him I would be quitting. I had to get my affairs in order before I could just leave my work and home. He finally removed the cinder blocks but nothing else. I set up an app on an old phone of my mine that was a motion activated camera and a few days later I caught my neighbour with his hands down his pants at my back window on camera.

I called the cops, and they sent one male officer who refused to even come into my apartment because at the time there is an ongoing case where an officer had raped a young woman while on duty ( why he came on his own then is beyond me ). Apparently, where I live it is not an offence to do this during daylight??? Trespassing at night is all that matters. The officer basically told me I lived in a dangerous part of town and there was nothing he could do. I lived 5 minutes away from the financial and commercial district of the city, why is this a write off????

I quit, I moved. I’m fine now. But the man I warned them about was arrested a couple months ago for assaulting women on a walking trail and then RELEASED. Just yesterday, he was arrested for forcing his way into a woman’s apartment violently assaulting her and raping her.

When people wonder why we are angry, THIS IS WHY.

Failure of every man that came across my nose who were supposed to protect me, or at least show me baseline respect. Because of this, more women have to suffer.

Knowing what that poor woman went through yesterday it is hard for me to say there is a bright side. But for hope’s sake, I want to say that I moved. I now work for a female operated company. On my own, I got myself out of that mess and out from under the thumb of my scrote boss. Not everyone would be so lucky. I pray for everyone in similar situations who wouldn’t have had the ability to get out of there as quickly as I did.

Much love to all and thanks for reading.