Long story short. I was attacked in a parking garage last week. Family and friends went out for a night on the town. Leaving the bar getting in our cars and I stopped to talk to my cousin. Leaning in her car window. Some parking attendant comes running up behind me and pushes me full force. I bounce off the car and land at the other end of the car. Turned to see who hit me. Some guy I never seen a day in my life. Family and friends pull him away from me. So I have someone call the cops I talk to another employee and find out this guy who hit me has some real mental problems. Cops come and deny me my civil rights. Tells the witnesses I don't know, to leave or their going to jail. Makes my group leave. I had to go home to get a cop who was willing to do their job. Nice guy Nash. Now I have a detective telling me I was drunk. I was the driver. Not drunk. Can you believe they are making me take a Polly before pressing charges against the man who attacked me. Drunk or not I was minding my own business he had no right to put his hands on me. Never informed any one who he was. No sign of him being an employee. But no Indiana Police Department tells me that my five witnesses aren't sub miscible in court. Did I mention my husband is a M. P. 3 years in. Knows the laws. We demanded action and was denied. I have whiplash from this guy and two very large bruises across my back. But I have to take the Polly. What the? My life is hard enough juggling a husband with O. C. D. a live in parent who is very mean and who has several life threatening diseases. I have to take care of my kid picking her up and down with such pain. Stressing out about how wronged I was. Laying in bed for hours cause the pain is unbearable. Feeling even worse cause my daughter needs 24 hours of attention. And having some cop tell me I was drunk its like no one cares how society acts any more. I don't know how to take all these bumps in life but depression is like mandatory for life. Tell me what you think?