Well it finally happened. I have been called to court. Don't worry I'm not the defendant (yet). Me and Jessie do have an inside joke about that though. We're both adamant I'll end up in court for something. Anyway, you may remember that last Halloween my house was broken into. I escaped unharmed physically, and I actually missed a few updates. Those were dark days for me. Without the internet. *shudder*. Although there were three people there, only two of them actually entered the house and thus only two of them were charged. Though I suppose given how the third told them to just go maybe she wasn't all that bad. Whatever, point remains two were charged.
One pleaded guilty and has been put on some sort of scheme because he was a youth offender, and so was the other, but the other has chosen to be a douche and plead not guilty. Seeing as one of them walked out with a bike and the other walked out with my internet hub both of them are guilty of entering and burglary. As such at the end of this month I will be in court. I was the sole witness so it falls on me really.
To be honest I was hoping they would both plead guilty and it wouldn't come to this. I'm a wreck about the whole thing. My life has been fucked up since that day, and it was going badly to begin with. I haven't been into work and I've been taken off the on the job training I was doing there (though I can do it again when I'm at work more when I'm ready) and I still can't go outside on my own. Part of me still doesn't like being in the house on my own. I can handle it sure, but I'll go with my dad whenever I can. Partly to get out of the house as well. I fucking hate this.
Hell I hate myself for ending up like this.
What's worse is that my mental condition will not be taken into account, and even if it did, so what? The guy stole one thing, and he didn't physically harm me and he was a teenager. It won't change anything. I don't really know what the point of this post even was. Maybe I can do personal updates when something actually happens in my life.