FREAKING

Ok, so I’m a little freaked. My personal M.O. when I freak about something is to obsessively ponder it, smoke more cigarettes and picture step by step the end of life as I know it. Not very useful options, I know, but immediate results are the key.

The man I was involved with in an accident a few weeks ago is now threatening legal action. He has yet to call me in person but I got a rude and abrasive call today from some other man about the incident. He told me the repairs on the man’s vehicle (an old beat-up van) totaled $4000 (plus charges for expenses which he didn’t explain)! I couldn’t even drive my car away from the scene and my costs were $600. He ended by screaming at me about attorneys at which point I cracked and hung up.

In order to avoid insurance intervention which would drastically affect both of our rates, I was willing to come to a monetary agreement. The last time I heard from him was through some woman who said she was a friend and told me the man would get an estimate and send me a copy. I didn’t hear anything again until today, 2 weeks later, when I got this call.

So I’m freaked. It looks like I may need to get a lawyer, another expense taxing my limited disability income. On top of which I don’t know how this would affect my license which could endanger my ability to get to around and to my medical needs. I don’t even know any lawyers here.

Freak, freak, freak, freak, freak. If anyone has any leads, lawyer friends in LA, heavy tranquilizers or ideas I’m open for business.

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