I mentioned again to my mother when she asked me if I had my diary over here with me – she knows fine fucking well I don’t but alas, evidently she hadn’t been through my luggage yet -

“Mum, I’ve already explained this to you & to the police that it’s not a diary…”

-at which point she cut me off to say-

“No, it’s a journal”

*Rolls eyes*

Yes, that’s exactly what it is. It’s not a diary it’s a journal.

Not unlike her 2 cents during my rant about the Messiah’s trip round Europe & the fact that none of these fuckers even have a vote anyway.

“How do they not have a vote like?!”

{{Crickets}}

“Well….would you like me to draw you a map? – Here’s *Europe* & here’s *America*…”

So I mentioned that the police have been chapping at the bit to speak to me. Well, Bear phoned this new Sergent on my behalf yesterday & tried to rein his ass in a bit – I do not want to speak to anyone right now, just like I don’t want anything done right now, especially not whilst I’m here. However he phoned me today to “introduce himself” & I tell you, I couldn’t get a fucking word in edge-ways.

I was already aware of this but he told me again that, depending on the report, he will have to act in the “public interest” & march ahead because of my abusers two children….

Luckily Bear had told him last night that if he did such a thing, he’d be on his own because I sure as hell wouldn’t be cooperating because like I said, he didn’t even give me time to breathe.

Point is, those two little brats are either an issue or not. Make a fucking decision right?!

And you know, three months ago I gave the word to get the ball rolling, over a month ago someone actually got off their arse & took the bloody statement, & no, it’s still not here yet. So, tell me, in all that time how many “other victims” has he abused? Because wasn’t it oh so important that I make my statement against him to “save the children“?! I hardly think another 9 weeks is going to make any difference, do you?!

But seriously, he’s going to read that statement & see that one of that bastards kids, his daughter, is the very age I was when he started abusing me, so lets face it, he’s going to go ahead.

Before terminating the call he managed to slip in that he & the other Sergent would be coming to speak with me once the statement had been received.

Let me say this nice & slow – No, they fucking will not be popping in on me to discuss what’s going to happen next, because nothing is happening next until I leave the goddamn country.

Not two minutes after the phone call ended, Bear picked up from his end & tried to phone this guy to give him what for, but what do you know, he was miraculously off-duty, what with it being a Friday afternoon & all. So I was basically a last minute job that he hurried along so he could bugger off & enjoy his weekend.

Nice huh?!