Stupid compassion

Well after another chat with the DA today I'm pretty pissed off. Of course you would expect that the lawyer of a guilty person would make a victim look like the one at fault, but I've been beyond tolerant so far and I'm done with that.

I typed up a statement (because my penmanship sucks) about a phone call I received yesterday from the man-child.. he called me from my own workplace to tell me, again, why he does the things he does to me.. trust me it's always a bizarre conversation, the way he rationalizes his felonious behavior, he really doesn't understand why it's not okay. And yes, I let him talk.. if I don't he will just show up at my door.. I see a phone call as the lesser of two evils in this case.

When I was walking, typed statement in hand, to get in my vehicle and head to the PD, guess who followed me but then turned back when I got in my car.. yeah, big mystery, right?

Anyway, he's back in jail for the night at least; arraignment is first thing in the morning.

It's strange how I always end up feeling like a mixed bag of shit at times like this. Angry. Scared. Guilty. Anxious. Why can't I pick and choose when to be empathetic and compassionate, it's hard to shut that stuff off.

perhaps it's time you take me seriously eh?