Hey, guys.

I was arrested once again on 21 May. My bail was opposed the next day in court, then a week later I was fully committed. This meant I was unable to receive bail between hearings and I was finally released today during my diet, when my lawyer put in for a guilty plea. The PF branded me as a sex offender and I got an unexpected transfer to the Barlinnie jail in Glasgow, on 5 June.

My mother come to see me and paid in money for my PPC account, but it was a bit of a trek getting 6 buses at a time.

All I did was send more apologies to Sara's partner, and as usual, I was reported to the pigs. The PF wants a non harassment order put in place for the guy I contacted as well.

Anyway, I'm done talking about them for good now, as the more I talk about them, the more unhealthy it becomes. They're out of my life now and therefore any attempts to re-insert them into my life will just see me go back to 'the fun house' for longer, so there is *ABSOLUTELY* no point in trying to make amends, or whatever. It won't happen now.

Sheriff Crowe in Edinburgh is a sound guy. Any other judge could have outright jailed me (and jail isn't a great place for anybody - never mind a man with autism).

It's sad, I know. But they do not care anymore. And when they feel it has gone beyond a professional relationship, that's territory best left alone!

As for support workers in general: I feel that's run its course too, because while certain ones are OK, they are at the end of a day just doing it per their job requirements and it rarely leads to actual friendships forming, again due to their strict policies.

Glad to be back home, though. Who wouldn't be?