I will never be done with this

     The second accident offered me $750 today for the damage to my car because the first accident caused too much damage and it will be a salvaged title.            

     Herein lies the problem. One. I don’t fucking care if there was prior damage. I got hit. BY A FUCKING CAR.  My own car was destroyed and based on the damage from this accident (by far the worse of the two) I was forced to make the decision to buy a new car rather than fix mine. Two. There is even more damage than just that caused by the original impact. The door has to be SLAMMED HARD to shut properly and as a result the window and speaker have stopped working. Three. Punitive damages. I have never been so stressed or poorly treated in my life. By anyone. Ever. I had to initiate every form of contact until the two most recent phone calls. I have insomnia, my hair has started falling out and I have a doctor’s appointment this week to deal with whatever is happening in my esophagus. I’m guessing some kind of ulcer. You can’t just HIT SOMEONE WITH A FUCKING CAR and ignore them for months. It’s not fucking cool. I will not be placated with a mere $750. I demand $4100 to help fund my purchase of a new car and to alleviate the stress put on me since the car accident. I refuse to be treated like a nuisance that can be bought off for a mere percentage of what I am worth. Not to mention my car. Four. In the time immediately following the accident you were willing to pay for my car to be fixed completely and now you’re offering me $750? FOUR MONTHS LATER? No. That’s not a thing you do to someone. That’s not how this works.

     $4100 right now gets me out of your life. $2000 gets me to go away with only a scathing letter written to print media, the better business bureau and all the higher ups at your company. $750 gets you my ass raped by my fist. Because I have nothing to lose except more sleep, more hair and the lining of my esophagus. Also I’m keeping my car.