🌜Dedication

I dedicate this diary to my son, Kalib, who gave me my first deck when I came back to California. He's an amazing tarot reader.

Thursday, October 31, 2024

Find Your Backbone

It is Halloween 2024, a perfect day to begin the first entry of this diary.

The card I pulled is "Find Your Backbone."  This card is about struggling with self and boundaries or my own voice.  This card is perfect.

I recently was pulled over by Huntington Beach Police Department, and it really hurt my feelings and embarrassed me.  I didn't know I had done anything wrong.  The officer got out of his car and yelled at me.  He made me feel so small.  He did not identify himself.  He implied I was drunk or high on dope, or that maybe I was on my cell phone.  After all the questions and insults, he told me he pulled me over because I had run a red light a few lights back.  I have no idea why he waited so long to pull me over.  He let me go without a ticket, but yelled at me to "Go Home and drive better."  I was grateful to leave, but by the time I got home, I was mad.  My entire day was ruined.  I had a good work day, and then I got home and couldn't stop overthinking about the situation.

The following day, my husband told me I needed to report the incident.  Other people on my social media concurred that this situation was reportable.  I didn't really want to report it.  I felt it is what it is.  But, with pressure of everyone telling me what was wrong with the situation, I decided I should report it.

Sunday, I went to the police station, but they were closed.  I went home and wrote a letter to both Huntington Beach Police Department and POST (a police officer training site that takes complaints on police very seriously).  POST responded with a form, saying there was a proper protocol to reporting an incident.  Huntington Beach Police Department's Internal Affairs reached out yesterday, Tuesday.

After speaking to Internal Affairs, I felt much better about my decision to report.  The officer at Internal Affairs explained that the story I told him is definitely police misconduct and gave me 2 options on how to handle this report.  I could 1) do it the easy-peasy way and have them reprimand the officer and give him a slap on the hand or 2) I could do it the hard way, and go to the police station, fill out a lengthy form, do an audio interview, and possibly have to go to court.

I decided to go with option 1.  The police officer warned me and go about my way.  I want him to be warned and go about his way.  Eye for an eye.

I'm true to myself, reclaiming my personal integrity, no matter how frightening it could be.  I stuck to my convictions in a non-aggressive, loving and grounded way.  I figure, I wouldn't want to get into deep trouble or have to go to court over a fixable error at my job, and I know I have made mistakes.  I wouldn't want to be embarassed and have to tell my husband that I was suspended or lost my job because of my attitude.  So, I decided to not go the hard way and hopefully the reprimand will be between officer to officer and then he will rememember to refocus his aggression in a different way.

I found my backbone. 


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