Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I don’t know. Often an abuser provokes and psychologically nitpicks and invited and then records the outcome. The non-liar, honest one has no evidence of what the household was really like because they are t recording and gaslighting and hiding everything.
I’d be wary of stored video/recordings.
*invokes
Anonymous wrote:No kids? Just leave dude. Ef that
Anonymous wrote:I don’t know. Often an abuser provokes and psychologically nitpicks and invited and then records the outcome. The non-liar, honest one has no evidence of what the household was really like because they are t recording and gaslighting and hiding everything.
I’d be wary of stored video/recordings.
Anonymous wrote:Leave, divorce and move on.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Be mindful that when you bring police into your home you are bringing in people with guns who do not work for you and who you do not control, and who have a significantly broader latitude in the use of force, including deadly force, than mere “ordinary” people do.
Be mindful also that if the police believer her and not you, you’re the one getting locked up.
Be further mindful that whoever gets locked up, jails are very dangerous places.
If you want to document injuries, go to the ER.
If your wife is BIPOC, the police are very likely to murder her, even with her hands up.
Anonymous wrote:Be mindful that when you bring police into your home you are bringing in people with guns who do not work for you and who you do not control, and who have a significantly broader latitude in the use of force, including deadly force, than mere “ordinary” people do.
Be mindful also that if the police believer her and not you, you’re the one getting locked up.
Be further mindful that whoever gets locked up, jails are very dangerous places.
If you want to document injuries, go to the ER.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:She attacked me.
Out of the blue randomly? There was no provocation?
No provocation beyond her polishing the ff her evening bottle of wine and than bring a nasty drunk whose tongue is too loose for polite company. When she started in about how my relatives deserve to die I went downstairs and she demanded I leave for “disrespecting” her and started to throw things. She hit me in the face with a tape dispenser, hence the broken glasses.
Merry Christmas!
No kids.