Really, that is my question. How many Pierce County Deputies does it take to stop a domestically violent individual? It is a question we should all be asking ourselves. The answer seems to be "It's directly proportionate to the number of influential people you know." This is a special kind of algebra. Power+Money*(enablers)=abuser>victim+evidence+abuser's prior bad deeds=She's crazy liar.
Another question: How many times do you think abuse victims are ignored and abusers allowed free passage? How many victims of this misuse of power are there? I will keep asking that and if you have any experiences you would like to share, just message me. This is a pattern. The common way things are done here. They're far too good at this, across the board, for it to be the anything else.
When Deputy Larson responded to my 911 call, on July 10th, I recognized him. I told him that he had responded to my first call back in 2010. He immediately denied this. I wasn't surprised. It is far more common that I, remember a deputy coming to my home, than that same deputy remember me, some three years after the fact. I repeated myself and he firmly stated that no calls had ever been logged from that address, he had already checked. I repeated that he had. He mentioned my phone number, and I realized the error. I had used the house phone number the first time. I explained that to him. He let that point go and moved on.
After I became aware my daughter was appearing at my ex-husband's side, my hurt...not a big enough word-my anguish knew no measure. I tried to explain my daughter's history. I had facts, records, texts and phone calls. No one cared. It didn't serve their narrative. If you think that stopping the selling of drugs in Gig Harbor is a priority, you are sadly mistaken. As long as addicts say the right things, they are free to continue as they like. I worry every day that my child will not live long enough to overcome her demons and I am filled with the helpless rage only a parent of an addict who is battling the system knows. I love my child, I am done enabling her. If the only way to help her is to expose the truth, so be it. I am never giving up on her or on truth. Never.
I requested the recording of that first call made in 2010, made at a time when I still believed that he didn't mean it. That he loved me. That it would never happen again and that he was sorry.
I received a letter back from the 911 records department. It stated that it no longer existed. That call was important because my, then husband, admitted attacking me on it. He promised to fix "this" and begged me to hang up the phone. The operator heard him, she and I talked about what he said and where he was in relation to me. She wanted to know I was attempting to get myself to a safe place. I was on the phone with her when he yelled that he loved me and then left the property. Well ahead of Deputy Larson. I filled out a statement that time and I made this video, in case something ever happened to me.
I sent it to my daughter, for safe keeping in March of 2010, incase anything should ever happen to me. Never guessing she already had a deeper relationship to my, then, husband than I could have ever believed. I wrote about trying to get away from him four years ago. Well before July 10th, 2013.
I tried to get this video I made after that attack in March 2010, submitted into evidence during the hearing for a DMVRO in 2013. I was denied this, because as I was told, Pierce County Superior Court didn't have the ability to view videos in their courtrooms. Just-ruminate on that one for a moment. That's how my entire case has been handled. As if, they believed I had found a way to go back in time and created every document which proves my abuser's guilt, because apparently I have conquered the space time continuum in order to plant these events beforehand or rather...after, which then became before, due to my time jumping, so I made it all up and they were then free to ignore me, belittle me and to refuse to uphold the laws of our state as well as Federal ones. Not only does this create a nice package, it also is more plausible than the wild thought that they are dealing with a man whose history of abuse and assault was simply repeating itself. That is totally not believable.
It will happen again. He will do it again and we will all have known that he was capable of whatever it is he does next. Pierce County will be culpable. They already are.
My abuser called the Sheriff's department before me on July 10th. To let them know I would be calling. He knew that, because I had told my daughter. I will attach the text messages between my daughter and myself. These are not new, I turned them over to the Sheriff's department. I gave them my phone with access to everything on it. Also, my computer. These things have long been out there. Her credibility is easily brought down by her own words. Though it pains me to do so. You can compare her many conflicting statements and those of my abuser, which have changed constantly.
I am told it's because my youngest daughter appeared with my abuser, every time he spoke to the police. That's why they believe him and not me. In over ten different interviews, or contacts with Pierce County Deputies she was present as his "stay out of jail card," his claim to honesty every single time. My child, 24 years old, an adult, but still -my daughter.
There is no name, no form of expression that can measure the depth of my anguish, my deep what? Sadness? Loss? We humans haven't invented anything to affix to this ache that does it justice. No parent should ever know this betrayal. To know that your child...my child, not only knew what my husband was, but that she actively lied for him, against me- He beat me and she knew it. She was personally enriched for her actions. This is a mother's worth set down for all to see. One, wait two cars, one Apple laptop, various cash payouts....it is a long list the trade for parent for property.
So, when Deputy Larson made his second visit to our residence in July of 2013, when he said my bruises "weren't too bad," when his main focus was not on what happened to me, but whether I believed my husband had been cheating, I had yet to see the game at play. I find it hard to believe that these actions were standard procedure, Deputy Larson's actions or those that came after him. No more so than when Deputy Kreis chose not to "check" to see if there was still a RO out against my abuser when he met him at the marital residence, to not notify me of a break in, for not doing a welfare check when the Deputy discovered my abuser on the property with a garage door that was obviously kicked in. Correct police procedure was not followed so many times that these officers and their superiors are either inept or willfully derelict of duty. Which is it? These things were done you see because the matter had already decided, I was the liar, my abuser the victim. No matter how often he continued to break the law, or how much proof I brought forth, they were never going to change from that stance. It became the official line, damn be the facts. And because, I refused to accept their predestined decisions, I would not bow my head I am made the example of. No. I will not accept this either. Never. You see this is my life. This is all I have.
When a person finally scrapes up the courage to tell what has happening to them, and let me say, it is a hard thing to do. The worst things that a Deputy can do is to not believe them, to express an attitude of clear distain and ridicules damaging. It's emotionally, mentally devastating. When a Deputy mocks me on Facebook- it is jarring. I stay out of Pierce County as a rule now. I don't feel safe there. I have been ridiculed for expressing that too. However, when it becomes acceptable in Deputies' minds to treat any member of the community in such a manner on social media, can you honestly say you think that this same deputy would treat me better in person? I prefer not to gamble on that one. He has a system set up to ensure whatever he does or doesn't do, is deemed acceptable. That, to me is frightening.
I myself, filed a complaint with Sargent Davidson about Deputy Wulik. I haven't heard back from him or anyone else for that matter. The newest stance seems to be to ignore me until I go away. This will be buried in the newsfeed soon enough. Until my abuser hurts someone else of course-then all of this will be seen as a revelation. Isn't that the way it goes here? Why have one victim when we can make multiples? Just give it time.
On October 1, 2014 my abuser appeared suddenly on the back deck of the marital home. I had notified his attorney earlier in the day I would be bringing a motion if he did not pay his full support. He had already let it be known that he had no intention of paying me. He stormed up the backstairs, after parking in his friend's yard and sneaking through the back way to the house. He yanked open the french doors already screaming at me. I ran to the doors and tried to keep him out as he tried to gain entry. He was calling for my dog in a menacing sing-song voice. He grabbed my arm and twisted my right wrist, which had been on the door handle and yanked the door forward into me and then back, then closed the door on my hand. I yelled at him to leave in a panic. He said he was visiting his dog. My dog Edgar, coward under the dinning table. Edgar had been the past target of this man's wrath and he would not, thank God, come out from hiding. He finally left after yelling "I am going to be telling you to pack your sh*t and get out of my house in a month c*nt". I called my mom and she came right over, convincing me once again to call the Sheriff's Office. I was hesitant.I felt they weren't going to help me and they didn't care what he did to me. But I did, because she is my mother. I try now to honor her.