One of my neighbors in my complex just came by with a flyer that he typed up. There was an attempted break in at his place. And apparently, a complex down the block had attempted break-ins at 3 of their apartments. TODAY. There’s apparently a suspect (or suspects? They think it might be a couple), lurking around the ‘hood, I guess.
This, in addition to the break in next door to me a few months back, has me thoroughly freaked out. Even though these break-in attempts happened during the day, supposedly, I’m still freaked out. Eric works 2 jobs, and hence, ergo, I am home alone…ALOT. Our place is pretty much empty during the days (except weekends), and then I’m usually on my own from whenever I get home (530 if I’m not walking, 7 if I am), until Eric gets home (which can be between 10pm and 3am, depending on his shift.
FUCK. FUCK. FUCK.
I’m not completely naive; I know that I live in a city, and that cities have crime. But the reason we moved to the neighborhood that I live in now (besides being super close to our favorite bar and where a lot of our friends live), is because it seemed relatively safe. Community. A nice mix of folks. Some young, some old, some families.
A few months ago, there was also a shooting at a store a few blocks from here. I guess this ‘hood ain’t so great after all.
I’m a small town girl. Lived a relatively sheltered life. Maybe this is no big deal to people who are more used to it, but I’m unbelievably freaked out right now. I’m scared to go to sleep. I had just gotten used to being able to turn of my bedroom light to sleep, or sleep without the TV on. Stupid things that I do to make the house look “awake”.
Now I’m back at square one again.
We’ve only been here about 7 months. I don’t WANT to move again. I can’t afford to move again.
I’m just fucking freaked out right now.