Elvis has left the building..... Trying to escape the clutches of an abusive woman

I sit here seething 
with what feels
like a great weight upon my chest.
I find it hard to breathe.

It's a tale that cannot be told 
within the confines 
of some stupid little blog post. 
My restraint is beginning to wane;
someone could get hurt. 

I have suffered at the hands 
of the poster child
for why you would
go to Al-Anon.

A no contact order:
it continues.
No trespass?
It continues.
Property destruction - 
Once, twice, three times