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Sorry I aint updated in ages. I would like to thank the massive amount of people that commented on my last post. It really meant a lot to me guys.
As Kat said the other day I hjave the worst luck ever. Maybe that describes why one week ago today I was jumped by 20 strangers.
I did all the shit the police told me to do, I called a doctor to my house, who ordered me to the hospital, who ordered me to go back to the police when I was in a "fit state" to make a statement.
Here's the bit that ACTUALLY hurt me. cos my bruises will heal and I am not afraid of leaving my house and seeing any of them again. Physical violence is something I can take quite easily.
But the police???
Finally after days they told me I could come and make a statement. At no point ever did I even sign a scrap of paper to say I wanted to do fuck all in the first place. But there I was, in the station filling her in. The P.C looked as though this was the most boring thing she ever had to do. Then she looked at me.
Have you been drinking?
No
don't lie, you're drunk, I can't make a statement when you're drunk.
I AM NOT DRUNK, HOW DARE YOU! GIVE ME A BLOOD TEST NOW I AM NOT DRUNK.
She left the room, when she came back she said.
"have you ever had councilling for your alcohol addiction?"
"EXCUSE ME?"
"I'm on your side, you're obviously not with it are you?"
"AREN'T I?"
"no, is your mum a heavy drinker?"
"NO!"
"what about your dad?"
"He died 10 years ago"
"oh that's tough, that must be another reason you drink"
I sat there in complete silence then with my mouth hanging open. what the hell was this? I walked in here a fucking victim.
THEN she grabbed my statement, AND RIPPED IT TO SHREDS IN FRONT OF MY FUCKING EYES.
what the HELL is that?
I walked out, she told me to come back when I was sober. I told her I wasn't going to bother.
Yesterday morning I got a call from the station asking me why I had't come in to make a statement. It was the morning I was feeling quite happy and strong. I politely told him that I was not making a statement.
"you have to"
"no i don't, I made one and before I could do anything about it your collegue ripped it up!"
"it doesn't matter you've filed a criminal report now. you cant just call the police when you're drunk and then send them away when you're sober"
"HOW COULD I HAVE POSSIBILY BEEN DRUNK FOR THE PAST 5 DAYS STRAIGHT?"
"That's not your problem if you don't make a statement we will make you, we can do that." I told him I would be there 2pm today.
LIKE HELL I WILL
after he told me i was a "silly little girl" I JUMPED online and spent the ENTIRE saturday browsing through UK legal websites, writing down anything that was relevant to me now.
I went in there a victim, I feel like a joke. But if any of those pigs think they can come and intimidate and degrade me again cos I'm NOT making another statement they have another thing coming.
I have realised that not only have they breeched my rights but they have broken THREE of their own codes of conducts.
I love it when people underestimate me. stupid pigs shouldn't of given me an entire weekend before I went back.
cos this "silly little girl" has just discovered clear grounds of harrasmentt and discrimination.
Isn#t it lucky that I'm a media student, and I just spent 6 months of my life not only learning research tips, but moral and ethical conduct?
one nill to me. Fuck off pigs, I aint in the mood.
As Kat said the other day I hjave the worst luck ever. Maybe that describes why one week ago today I was jumped by 20 strangers.
I did all the shit the police told me to do, I called a doctor to my house, who ordered me to the hospital, who ordered me to go back to the police when I was in a "fit state" to make a statement.
Here's the bit that ACTUALLY hurt me. cos my bruises will heal and I am not afraid of leaving my house and seeing any of them again. Physical violence is something I can take quite easily.
But the police???
Finally after days they told me I could come and make a statement. At no point ever did I even sign a scrap of paper to say I wanted to do fuck all in the first place. But there I was, in the station filling her in. The P.C looked as though this was the most boring thing she ever had to do. Then she looked at me.
Have you been drinking?
No
don't lie, you're drunk, I can't make a statement when you're drunk.
I AM NOT DRUNK, HOW DARE YOU! GIVE ME A BLOOD TEST NOW I AM NOT DRUNK.
She left the room, when she came back she said.
"have you ever had councilling for your alcohol addiction?"
"EXCUSE ME?"
"I'm on your side, you're obviously not with it are you?"
"AREN'T I?"
"no, is your mum a heavy drinker?"
"NO!"
"what about your dad?"
"He died 10 years ago"
"oh that's tough, that must be another reason you drink"
I sat there in complete silence then with my mouth hanging open. what the hell was this? I walked in here a fucking victim.
THEN she grabbed my statement, AND RIPPED IT TO SHREDS IN FRONT OF MY FUCKING EYES.
what the HELL is that?
I walked out, she told me to come back when I was sober. I told her I wasn't going to bother.
Yesterday morning I got a call from the station asking me why I had't come in to make a statement. It was the morning I was feeling quite happy and strong. I politely told him that I was not making a statement.
"you have to"
"no i don't, I made one and before I could do anything about it your collegue ripped it up!"
"it doesn't matter you've filed a criminal report now. you cant just call the police when you're drunk and then send them away when you're sober"
"HOW COULD I HAVE POSSIBILY BEEN DRUNK FOR THE PAST 5 DAYS STRAIGHT?"
"That's not your problem if you don't make a statement we will make you, we can do that." I told him I would be there 2pm today.
LIKE HELL I WILL
after he told me i was a "silly little girl" I JUMPED online and spent the ENTIRE saturday browsing through UK legal websites, writing down anything that was relevant to me now.
I went in there a victim, I feel like a joke. But if any of those pigs think they can come and intimidate and degrade me again cos I'm NOT making another statement they have another thing coming.
I have realised that not only have they breeched my rights but they have broken THREE of their own codes of conducts.
I love it when people underestimate me. stupid pigs shouldn't of given me an entire weekend before I went back.
cos this "silly little girl" has just discovered clear grounds of harrasmentt and discrimination.
Isn#t it lucky that I'm a media student, and I just spent 6 months of my life not only learning research tips, but moral and ethical conduct?
one nill to me. Fuck off pigs, I aint in the mood.