The following day I was released from jail. Needless to say I had an attitude towards both Mrs. Pink and my neighbor. The next day when I saw Mrs. Pink I was picking up my mail from my mailbox. Again I had my keys in my hand. Then I went to talk with some of my other neighbors in the building computer lab that was provided as an amenity for the veterans. Not too long afterwards, the police came and pulled me out of the computer room and informed me that I was again being arrested for threatening Mrs. Pink with my house keys again. This was war! When I was released from jail I began a campaign of letters to Mrs. Pink's manager Ms. Aqua and Ms. Aqua's boss, and Ms. Aqua's bosses' boss an so on until I had sufficiently informed enough people of the discriminatory abuse I was being subjected to over an incident I didn't even initiate. The campaign was effective. Mrs. Pink was terminated shortly thereafter and failed to show up to a court appointment to pursue the charges she had alleged against me so the case was thrown out. Oliver and I continued to date. However, even Oliver began to change. Around the holiday season Oliver was invited to be a part of his older brothers' wedding party whom lived out of state and was getting married. Oliver invited me, but then seemed to regret it because he began to behave erratically. We drove out of state with another one of Oliver's brothers to the wedding. Oliver was asked to be an usher and he was unhappy with his minor role in the wedding party. However, I learned that some years prior Oliver was asked to be the best man at a relatives wedding and he end up in rehab and didn't even make it to the wedding. So I understood his brothers' concern about putting Oliver in a more noble position. Oliver was ushering with a family friend. The married woman was friendly and flirtatious and Oliver misread her banter but I knew she wasn't interested in Oliver so I wasn't jealous. However, Oliver seemed to try to provoke me by later dancing with her at the reception and I got bored with his antics and left the reception and went to our hotel room. Later when Oliver showed up drunk as a skunk he passed out on the other double bed in the room. The next day when we left to go home Oliver refused to talk with me but I didn't care though. Oliver was relapsing but I didn't realize that Oliver was using illicit drugs now. His relapse had him spiraling out of control and we broke up shortly after returning from the wedding because he was out of control and losing his mind.