I’ve been so patient, and I haven’t lied to my family when I have said that the delay doesn’t bother me as much I imagine it is bothering Twat Face. I would think that as much as he hates the process, he just wants it over.
Today was the day, it was the fork in the road that I have been preparing myself for. Today was the scheduled date for the plea and case management hearing. He (twat face) would enter his pleas to the court for the outstanding four charges.
The adventure is over, and it was fantastic. I can honestly say that throughout the trip, I was relaxed, having fun, and in awe of the beauty around me.
I have spent so much time just surviving, that I can’t remember the last time that I really lived. As the New Year came around, I woke up feeling a little optimistic. I had unusually had a good night sleep, I felt loved, cosy, comfortable, but mostly brave. Being such a procrastinator lately, I couldn’t risk the feeling passing, so I stepped out of my comfort zone, and made the first step towards my adventure.
I was telling you in my last post about the first court hearing, where ‘he’ changed his plea ~ again ~ to guilty, but his defense was that I was not eleven, I was fourteen. When I was told this by the policeman that attended, and was updating me, it made me worry.
I have just spent my first Christmas and New Years with my family since I was 17 years old. That was a lot of years ago. I’ve had a couple here and there with my son, but never just the four of us. I am going in to the New Year full of hope, that this year will be better than ever.
A couple of weeks ago, I received a call from the wonderful police man that has been working on my case.
Of all the things in the entire world that I could be good at, why does it have to be procrastination?
Explaining Anxiety and depression is never easy. This maybe because as much as people suffering want you to understand, they don’t have the emotional capacity at that time to explain it to you.
Back in Chapter 7 : The Damage Done, I told you about the atrocious tattoos that I got, and my terrible, illogical reasons for getting them.