about effing time...

So I planned to find avenues for people dealing with the system after facing well, facing someone putting their hands on them aggressively. Is that an adequate way to describe it?
And I didn't come up with much.
My character is unfortunately in a small way in my world daily, so for me a restraining order wasn't going to happen.
But Lifeworks, the organization offers sliding scale assistance.
But the weirdest thing happened.
I got a call from a counselor who worked with the Police Dept.
At first I ignored it, sour as I was.
But afraid to have further problems arise, I called the number she'd left. And left a message. I thought, "I'll never hear from this again, safe".
She called the next morning.
And made the tight fist stuck in my stomach unclench. She listened to what I said, and read to me my record, which before this was non-existent. She had understanding of my need to not make this a victim ordeal; when he hit me that day, I hit back. And I'm real big.
But she refused to let me take that burden on.
I'm not a violent person. I avoid physical conflict, that's why I apologize so well. So when someone comes into your home and starts swinging, unprovoked, that shit isn't yours.
And I am learning not to take it anymore.
Anyway, I definitely don't think this makes my enormous beaf with the cops go away, but just this once, someone associated with them actually helped.
To you Jeanie, I owe a giant thanks.
To my friends who took this on, and took care of me, I will endeavor to deserve your kindness.