2011-02-09 23:07:02 UTC
Eventually the police arrived (after about 2 hours) as someone must have called them, and the male cop was nothing short of abusive to me from the moment he got there. He got me out of there, then immediately started ridiculing me and saying "Why did you lock the door?" I told him I didn't and that the handle just fell off, but whenever I used reason with him he just got angrier and angrier and told me not to "f**king talk to him like that" until he accused me of being on drugs cos my pupils were dilated and I was sweating.
I told him he'd probs be the same if he'd been locked in a room for 2 hrs and then he got really mad and started patting me down, and took my keys and told me he was gonna search my flat for drugs, after checking there was no-one injured in my flat. I took him and the b*tch cop up there and for some reason he relented after a minute and just asked me one more time, "You sure you haven't taken anything?" before leaving.
I don't understand people. Why did no-one open the door instead of getting the police? And why were the cops so antagonistic to me? I've always had this experience with police before but used to think I was the one with the problem. But having had this one I can see they are heartless b*stards, all the time. I thought their job was to help people but I guess not.
I have a voluntary job and I'm supposed to go in today but having had no sleep I'm questioning if I should bother. Is there any point working with people and trying to help people, when nobody has any intelligence, compassion or manners anymore? And when they wouldn't help me if I was the one in need? There is no reasoning with other people; it's like we've all reverted to being savage, distrustful beasts. Is there any point even trying to enjoy life when everyone is so selfish? How can I even know that any of my so-called "friends" even care about me at all?