First of all, family members would say to me, “Just be quiet, and do whatever he wants you to do.” I would be scolded; he would be praised.
Secondly, the police did not protect me. The police asked me, “What did you do to incite the violence? What did you do to provoke it?”
Another time, a police officer had his hands on his hips where his gun was, and I had just been threatened by a gun. When I started to cry, he said, “Well, your story doesn't fit, so we'll go. Just don't waste our time.”