For the sake of my mental wellbeing I'll keep this short. I admitted myself to a women-only treatment facility for a reason, as did every other woman there. Our lives has been devastated by men. Joining us was a man with split personalities - one was "Tinkerbell" who loves nail polish and the color green. The other was "Bob" who had been responsible for heinous crimes against children and women. He would recall stories of his "old self" that triggered all of us. He would follow me into the restroom just to see me my wash my hands, or close the stall door. He began stalking a woman who left treatment because of him. Nobody involved felt safe giving a statement because the social repercussions of doing so were too great.