BULLIED.

So I haven't posted in awhile, and yes that is exactually what my previous post states. So what the heck has been happening. I am going to be VERY honest here so please bare with me as I open to you all. When I moved to Batus nearly 2 years ago I LOVED it, I remeber being told it's a rollercoaster posting and that I would love and hate it, but I gave no belief to any of that. I had amazing friends, my family down the road, both Drew and I played on the hockey teams, we traveled, kids liked school and best off I knew my husband was home every night with no fear of going away.

Bliss or so I thought, In December 2010 a girl moved down the road from me and had I known then the trouble she would bring I would of turned and ran. Instead I looked past the rough cover and got burnt. I have been bullied for 16 months now and it still isn't stopping. It started with the Cat issue I can't believe that happened a year ago and she has made my life HELL since! She walks past the house and her son will say hello and she will shout Don't talk to them nasty kids, call me a b$%chand more, told me her family was going to be at my next posting and are stab happy so to watch out, I got to the point where I locked myself away in the house. I made good friends with my neighbors and crossed the road at nights for some games of yahtzee, a smoke (yes started again) or to just relax. I have friends who take my boys to school and home again so I don't need to and well life just seemed drama free, apart from the chance of her walking by. I slowly became more confident and enjoyed sitting in the garden with my neighbor but still felt (feel) like a prisoner.

In April, the boys ride had a doctors appointment so I had to walk my boys to school, I nearly had a panic attack doing so, I had worked myself into such a recluse state that seeing more then my neighbors would make it feel hard to breathe, I'd well up and want to cry but I did it, I placed my fake smile on and walked to school. Breathing a breath of relief in the fact they had arrived safe and I had not had a panic attack of any sort I headed home. My bully behind me about 10 paces was pulling her daugher along and the screams were to horrible to icnore, I heard one loud yelp after her yelling for her to hurry the f$%K up and I turned to see if this 3 year old girl was alright. I wish I hadn't now as she hollared at me "I suppose your going to call F#$king social services on me again."

I snapped all the anger from all these months came running to me I walked over to her and said "I never called Social on you, I don't like you, I don't want nothing to do with you, LEAVE ME ALONE". "She responded with the fact I called social on her when her daughter ran down the road in a nappy during the winter" (something I never did). I responded saying "I never but if I had seen it I would of called"  She then punched me in the face.... I was LIVID, we are adults, she had her 10 month old and 3 year old with her, what was she thinking. My mind wasn't right and I raised my hand to hit her back but quickly seen her little girl looking at me and turned my fist into a point and said "I will see you in court". I crossed the road and told our unit welfare officer, showed him the mark and waited for the police. I was so mad this had happened, but so relieved that finally something so big had happened that it wouldn't be icnored....

The next few days I spoke with the police, filed a victim report and waited, the rumors flew as they do living in such a gold fish bowl. I told my neighbors and they supported me really well but that didn't help the inside feeling of horror when everyone else was hearing a differant story a LIE! I went back to being a recluse, not leaving the house only for a smoke, I hated seeing people and when my hubby finally said enough and dragged me to a hockey do I had a melt down. I went and not one person would look my way let alone speak to me, all posioned with the lies a few told me the rumors they heard and wondered if true, did I hit her first, did I push her, did I speak ill to her kids, did I fake being hit. I couldn't and still can't believe people are so stupid to believe such rumours. I Cried that night at the bar in front of everyone, I couldn't keep my fake smile anymore I couldn't be strong I could only be me, but still nobody minded nor cared. I came home and cleared everyone off my facebook, i didn't want friends who couldn't even bare me a smile at my time of need.

Court came a month later and I sat waiting for a call after being told via the goldfish bowl that she was going to plea not guilty that she had letters to back up that SHE has been terrorized by me and simply snapped, I cried when I heard that, how could she put me though all this, how can she say I terrorized her I baby sat when she needed someone, gave her kids clothes when she couldn't afford any, I helped her in ways I wouldn't say on here for her privacy still. yet she was going to twist that I somehow had Terrorized her!

She ended up pleaing guilty, was given community serivce, told she needs to say sorry to me (something still not done), and told she needs to see a probation officer 1 time a month for a year or until she moves (whichever comes first). she was told she needs to stay away from me and cannot talk to me or about me. So the next day when I had messages from friends of what she posted all over facebook I again was in shock. "Case was dismissed, I was patted ont he back and told to keep my head down" "Im going to sue for slander, the judge agree's I have a great case". I again had to call police and clarify this never happened, that I wasn't being sue'd and why would I be when I hadn't spoken a lie?  Again I was put in stress, but soon clarified I was told i had nothing to worry about and court went as the officer had told me, that what was said was lies. The next few months to now I have not left my garden or if so rare. When on the rare occasion I get pulled aside and told the rumors "she said" and asked my side, I am sick of putting the record straight, I am sick of being asked what REALLY happened.

she still walks past my house, I think to try taunting me but she has not spoken to me so all is well. I have a month and a half left here so just keep my chin up and count down to leaving...