An Update on the Monster

I'm not sure if he finally got arrested. I hope he did but he has a court hearing in early March.  He has an attorney now and he's under some type of monitor.  My mom said how will his peg leg pants work with an ankle monitor?  

I would like to see him go to jail but I don't hold out any hope.  He deserves it because he stole from people working as a contractor and he also stole from us in a different way.  Our energy bill skyrocketed from usage while he lived here from late 2020 to early 2025.  It may go down again and nobody's bill is going down right now for energy, but ours has.

During that time, I had started the second stage of my treatment.  The zoladex shot.  In 2021 my insurance went up to maximum $2500 a year with a $1200 deductible.  Before that, it was $500 deductible and the max was $1500.  I thought that was bad because I had done that for 2 years and was struggling.

So for about 3 years, I paid $2500 a year with all of my medical plus rising energy costs.  I couldn't prove anything as far as the monster went because our landlord thought we were hysterical females and he also added to our stress by adding $250 a month to our rent during that time.  If I wasn't ending treatment because of my bone density scan, I would have no choice but to end it early.  He made my life a living hell being worried all the time about what he was going to do.  He made me worry about my own safety.

So I don't give a flying fig what happens to him.  I would love to see him get what he deserves.  His name was Jake and I actually liked Jake when he moved in with his first girlfriend. I thought he was a bit of a dork when he moved in and down to earth. 

He was a monster.  He knew how to charm people and make you think you're crazy.  He made us crazy.  He made a living for awhile, taking checks, cashing them and never coming back to finish the job.  He's a horrible person.

I'm sick of the horrible bullies. We see it everyday.  For once, it would be nice to see someone get what they deserve for all the damage he caused others.  He'll never learn and he'll never be remorseful for what he did.

A monster.  

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