The Pain a Victim Who Testifies Against the Perpetrator
In 2016, I had my dream jobs, I owned a successful catering business and was a park ranger in the summer. I had friends that I loved dearly and enjoyed being with, my house was paid off and life was pretty good. Then one day I received a call from my cousin telling me my dad had been arrested. I couldn't believe it, we had tried for years to get something to stick on dad, and finally he was caught red handed. I was working at Bryce Canyon when the Bureau of Investigations called and warned me of my dad's threats on my life. Soon after I had strange people show up at the park looking for me. I had 15 minutes to leave with all my belongings and hit the road. Life became hell at this point. I ended living in my car for several months, moving place to place to get away from my dad's contacts. I had to change my name, leave my friends and family and go into hiding. I finally landed in Boise, Idaho and the postmaster there gave me a ...