Do you know what I find strange?

My (now) ex-brother in law, Colin Palmer was chasing me down the highway, swerving in an out of traffic in September, 2015.  I don’t believe I have seen him in five years.  It actually reminded me of something out of a National Lampoon movie.  Considering that I was up extremely late the night before with someone who told me my mother would have killed herself if I didn’t do what I did and the fact I was dealing with something that even my bank had said was a lot to deal with, I was emotional and feeling rather weak that day.  It actually prompted me to make a report with the Port Moody Police where I was told I needed Victim Services.

It took me three weeks to comprehend that perhaps I really am a victim.  Perhaps what I feel inside is true.  I didn’t even have the self worth to shake that Officer’s hand.  When he told me not waste my life away on drugs, I replied that I am too smart for that.  I realized later, he may have actually saved my life.  I think it was three weeks later I ended up meeting with Victim Services.  It was a talk worth having, little did I know that I would need to write them within the next month.  I understand now, that I was right to want to talk them in 2006, something I was advised against by a Counsellor.