I woke up at 2AM this morning to find that my mothers, boyfriends car was being firebombed.
To car that was parked right next to the house.

Yay.

One brief call to the police and the fire brigade later, the fire is out and there is a police car sitting outside for the rest of the night. Last week his son's van was firebombed because of ongoing legal action with a bunch of right cunts.
Now its ended up at my doorstep.

This was litterally 14 hours after the doctor "Advised" me to avoid stressful situations, and that when the occur i should deal with them accordingly.
What did i do?
I went back to bed.

I'm not in a good mood, haven't been for several days, if these frakking idiots want to try anything they'll probably join the legion of people who know what it feels like to be strangled to death with their own intestines.

If i vanish for a few days its because my mother's freaking out and i've been dragged away somewhere.

Clearly English