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raindropq wrote (edited )

wow. you have had an extremely terrifying experience. i hope that there are supportive people around you're able to feel trust with, and i wish you strength in recovering from the wounding.

other commenters here have already spoken helpfully, so there are supportive people around, here. deferring to what community there is when attention is needed, for help, and advice, in navigating such a complexity as this situation , is optimal. so not a hypocrite or invalid abolitionist for looking to what recourse within your capacity, to protect yourself and others. the court and prisons system is very far away from the beautiful, mutually-supportive society we want as abolitionists but, maybe some time locked down will be an opening for your ex to awareness of the consequence of their behavior. i hope they learn something from their time .

a situation which i recently had some minimal involvement with. yesterday i heard that a neighbor with whom i'd recently had some interaction during my explores had been arrested and charged with cruelty . i'd noticed the house abandoned and full of trash and i was especially interested to investigate as it has a creek going through the front yard and backed by a forest on its other side. i wondered how it was abandoned and fantasized about cleaning it up and making it good as i walked up the driveway between piles of garbage and broken things. i stepped over the gate of the white-picket fence and into the house where i saw something was very much more wrong than i had thought to suspect. there in full-of-shit cages were the carcasses of doves and guinea-pigs in various stages of decomposition. dozens of them stacked, all with dead animals and full of shit. and more discarded cages scattered and piled with shit from floor to ceiling in every room. horrifying to think, "who does that?".

i then met with a neighbor across the street and told him of what i saw and asked who's house it is. turns out he lives in the house next-door. so i went to meet him . he presents as bright and kind even with the stench of his house behind him. to my perception he seemed unaware about the severity of what he was doing when i told him what i'd seen in his house , like genuinely nonchalant . i told a few other neighbors and checked in with him a few times as i buried most of the animals and moved some of their shit to our nearby gardening project .

i wish that our neighborhood could function as a society to look out for eachother and neighbors to check in and intervene , helping to unlearn abuse.. but the neighbor across the street has known this guy 30 years -and he has a lovely garden- but let the abuse continue, angry instead about vagrant addicts. i think the ACAB movement is on our own streets between our homes. abolition is healing, community relationships.