If you’re living in fear, get out!
I was woken up a couple hours ago by a noise. As soon as I woke up I was jolted alert fearing it was gunshots. Shortly after that I heard more, but realised it was more of a ‘thumping’ noise than that distinct gunshot noise. I don’t know if it was the cats downstairs or perhaps someone in the subdivision was hammering something….
Naturally when I finally fell back asleep I had a nightmare. Horrible, terrifying dream.
I’d forgotten just how on edge I always was living at the last house. How unsafe I always felt and how much I had to plan in advance for parking to attend certain events or arranging to make sure I’d be leaving certain places before dark. I’ve so quickly fallen into the habits of safety I feel living here and forgotten how many nights I jolted awake fearing I had to grab my daughter and get down to the floor.
I’m so grateful for the safety that can so easily be taken for granted here. I bet very few, if any, of the people living around me here know what a true blessing they have just simply feeling safe. I mean, they see it every day on the news…but seeing it and living it are two different things.
I’ll never understand why the city can’t get it together. Why they let criminals get away with so much. Why people in the neighbourhoods don’t fight it! They’re so brainwashed with their whole, “Be aware and beware…crime happens everywhere” mindset….Like NO Roger, this kind of crime does NOT happen everywhere! This kind of negligence from the law enforcement does NOT happen everywhere. This is NOT normal and NOT ok!! Calling 911 and being put on hold or never getting answered at all….or getting an answer but then never having anyone show up at all. Or when a cop does finally get there they just take a report and leave. On the rare chance someone does get arrested, they’re released about as fast as they were arrested. There is no punishment for criminals. No fear. It’s just free rein to do as they please. I just saw a story today about a little girl who lost her legs to a man who had been arrested over 40 times and never held!! How does that even happen?
Before we moved, we had our car broken into, our gutters stolen…yeah seriously, we woke up at 3 am to them being yanked right off the house!…they stole yard ornaments, my kids toys out of her sandbox, stuff off of the porch. And we’re some of the luckier people considering all that. Neighbours literally had their retaining walls being stolen, ANYTHING outside of the house. Cars stolen left and right. Right after we moved my SIL’s car got stolen. They still haven’t found it. I still getting notifications, even though I keep unsubscribing, alerting me to calls for help within a block of our old house. It’s insane how much forced entries, robberies, mugging, and various calls for help have increased just since we moved a couple months ago. About the time we left, everyone was talking about people testing doorknobs to see if they were locked and there were a lot more indoor burglaries happening. And not just at night. All of this stuff, in broad daylight! But going out at night, just a block from my house, was a risky move!! You had to do serious planning where to safely park.
I am so grateful we don’t live there anymore. I have the sweetest neighbors here. It’s so peaceful during the day, quiet at night. Even the neighborhood group online is just friendly and innocent…neighbors always offering free stuff to anyone who wants to pick it up or asking for local business recommendations….it’s a different world. And while tonight has made me realize I might have a little bit of PTSD or something from the last place we lived, I’m grateful I can truly appreciate what we have here. Safety. Don’t take it for granted!
Naturally when I finally fell back asleep I had a nightmare. Horrible, terrifying dream.
I’d forgotten just how on edge I always was living at the last house. How unsafe I always felt and how much I had to plan in advance for parking to attend certain events or arranging to make sure I’d be leaving certain places before dark. I’ve so quickly fallen into the habits of safety I feel living here and forgotten how many nights I jolted awake fearing I had to grab my daughter and get down to the floor.
I’m so grateful for the safety that can so easily be taken for granted here. I bet very few, if any, of the people living around me here know what a true blessing they have just simply feeling safe. I mean, they see it every day on the news…but seeing it and living it are two different things.
I’ll never understand why the city can’t get it together. Why they let criminals get away with so much. Why people in the neighbourhoods don’t fight it! They’re so brainwashed with their whole, “Be aware and beware…crime happens everywhere” mindset….Like NO Roger, this kind of crime does NOT happen everywhere! This kind of negligence from the law enforcement does NOT happen everywhere. This is NOT normal and NOT ok!! Calling 911 and being put on hold or never getting answered at all….or getting an answer but then never having anyone show up at all. Or when a cop does finally get there they just take a report and leave. On the rare chance someone does get arrested, they’re released about as fast as they were arrested. There is no punishment for criminals. No fear. It’s just free rein to do as they please. I just saw a story today about a little girl who lost her legs to a man who had been arrested over 40 times and never held!! How does that even happen?
Before we moved, we had our car broken into, our gutters stolen…yeah seriously, we woke up at 3 am to them being yanked right off the house!…they stole yard ornaments, my kids toys out of her sandbox, stuff off of the porch. And we’re some of the luckier people considering all that. Neighbours literally had their retaining walls being stolen, ANYTHING outside of the house. Cars stolen left and right. Right after we moved my SIL’s car got stolen. They still haven’t found it. I still getting notifications, even though I keep unsubscribing, alerting me to calls for help within a block of our old house. It’s insane how much forced entries, robberies, mugging, and various calls for help have increased just since we moved a couple months ago. About the time we left, everyone was talking about people testing doorknobs to see if they were locked and there were a lot more indoor burglaries happening. And not just at night. All of this stuff, in broad daylight! But going out at night, just a block from my house, was a risky move!! You had to do serious planning where to safely park.
I am so grateful we don’t live there anymore. I have the sweetest neighbors here. It’s so peaceful during the day, quiet at night. Even the neighborhood group online is just friendly and innocent…neighbors always offering free stuff to anyone who wants to pick it up or asking for local business recommendations….it’s a different world. And while tonight has made me realize I might have a little bit of PTSD or something from the last place we lived, I’m grateful I can truly appreciate what we have here. Safety. Don’t take it for granted!
