I Get PPO

Today was another long day for me. Sometimes I feel annoyed that I’m wasting so much time and energy due to Frankie Walton. I want to ask myself, “Why?” But I’m trying hard to accept my circumstance and believe there is something I have to learn from this.

I truly wanted to help Frankie. If Frankie stays without trouble, if Frankie just let me know the timeline when he will move out, I would accept. I do not mind waiting a month, or even more, if there is no trouble. But Frankie acted as if he’ll live here forever. (By the way, I met the Assistant Prosecutor “B” today. She told me that Frankie is a woman. But Frankie is still a man to me.)

Frankie always claimed, “I know the law,” and abused the legal system. Now Frankie is learning the true spirit of the law. Only humans have law and law exists to advocate more Justice. I do believe Justice is not only human concept, but an universal rule bringing everything to an equal deserves. 

When I saw Frankie was arrested, I felt somehow bad and sorry. But today the Assistant Prosecutor “B” said that Frankie insisted that my family and I harassed him and he just threw water, not fuel. There is no point to consider his false allegation that it was water, because truth will be proved in the trial. But I can’t forgive Frankie’s allegation that I harassed him. How could he say that? My pain and suffering, both emotionally financially, are huge. Who harasses whom? Not me, and not Frankie’s squatting started this trouble- his conscious choice of actions did.

Anyway… I also went to the City Court to obtain PPO – Personal Protection Order - upon the Assistant Prosecutor’s recommendation. I had no idea what is PPO and never imagined that I would need to get a PPO. It is Personal Protection Order that prohibits an offender from assaulting, attacking, stalking or threatening. Luckily my PPO was granted. I keep thinking what is the best option I could choose and what I might miss. Life is an evolving art and we all are in it. 

It's not a matter of trouble, but life.