I have to learn to let go

I get so mad when I hear my neighbor screaming from fear..or pain? A mixture of both, I’m sure.
You know how sometimes you hear people screaming and you’re alarmed at first but then you brush it off, thinking surely it was nothing major.
My neighbor’s screams don’t leave room for doubt. They are clearly a sound of despair.
When the screaming stops, I wish I could go hold her, provide some brief comfort. But I can’t rescue her, can’t save her. I have to wait until she’s ready. I can only help her if she helps herself.
I thought maybe yesterday was the day. She came to our door asking for a ride, but left crying when my partner insisted on getting the cops involved.
I don’t blame her. I feel like the opportunity for me to be her support has come and gone. I don’t know who else she has. Her sister supposedly lives with her, so that means she’s a regular witness to the abuse.
To my neighbor: I’m sorry for not being able to help you the way I said I would. I’m sorry you didn’t feel safe with me. You have value and you have worth and you deserve to feel safe and at peace. You deserve to live with dignity. I hope you get to live that way soon.