When you think it can't get worse...the "family" arrives.
It is day 12 in this drama and literally, since I found the body it got worse each day. The climax so far ended yesterday. I think I finally reached the point where I might reach out for professional help. Trauma therapy. I'm a tough cookie but the ugliness of humankind that literally starred at my face the past 12 days is too much too handle for a kind soul like mine. I'm really exhausted physically and mentally.
Maiks "family" showed up on Thursday. With "family" I exclude his dad, because he has no say whatsoever.
Now I wanna remember that I live in a community house for 15+ years. I found him dead in this home and endured an exceptional movie in the past days. Still haven't left the scene for once. I had to go through a crime investigation, a stalker sitting at my table, a house I had to protect from that stalker, all emotions and talks with a bunch of people coming with it plus the grief, I got sick, didn't sleep or eat properly and had 1 day to kinda breathe before the "family" stopped by.
Now let's talk family a bit.
What starred at my face when they rang was beyond my wildest imagination, and I had seen ugliness throughout the week. My sister and Maik were together for 18 years, so we are not strangers per se. Legally is what counts now. His mom, sister and nephew walked in and I lost faith in moral or ethics in humans.
They didn't have the decency, the humanity, the morality, the little bit of dignity to offer any gesture of sorrow, sympathy or hello to the person who found their son dead. I was literally air for them.They came into the house and raped everything. I was so shocked, they walked in and the first thing I hear is "dumpster" and "what's to get".
Not a single sentence about Maik, no comment, no questions, absolutely nothing. That broke my heart. It was her son, brother, uncle.
They came and took everything. Not a question of whether things in the house belong to others. They raged in the house and literally turned it inside out. His partner and roommate were non-existent. They denied that this was an open house where no one locked his doors and things are community, it is all Maiks stuff and they did not ask once for a single piece they grabbed.
I can honestly say they took everything from me, everything that was of course shared and bought over the years to keep the house in good shape. I sat in my own home, in my apartment and strangers desecrated Maik and me and his whole life. Every grave robber in Egypt has more respect and decency than Maik's "family".
Mentally it was very difficult to bear. My sister set a few traps to see if 18 years of family was worth anything. Morally. In the end, the partner was given a jacket by Maik and I was given 3 returnable bottles. All the misery ended when the only thing I heard from the "family" was a friendly Bye Anna from everyone as they left after the first rape. To be on the safe side, they filmed the whole house, because everything won't be picked up for four weeks. They filmed the piles of treasure they piled up, they filmed everything.
I've been feeling so dirty and under pressure. Not being able to move around the house to clean up or distract myself in the garden. All they leave me is a ruined house to hand over and I have nothing left to fix, paint or finish what needs to be done. I have what is in my apartment and nothing for the rest of the house.
At last I wanna mention that my car keys disappeared since Sunday when I found him. A little Xtra cherry on top.
Stay tuned.
