Judgement day.

"We walk toward desire,
Hand and hand through fields of fire,
With only love to light the way,
On the road to judgement day..." ~ "Judgement Day" by Whitesnake

Ha! Bet you thought I'd go with the "Judgement Day" by Iron Maiden, didn't you? Curveball!

I don't know what the fuck I'm doing. This isn't a time to joke around, or quote shitty songs by even shittier hair metal bands. This is the most important week in my life, the events of which could forever change my future.

I'm talking about the trial. I've briefly alluded to the incident that lead to my suspension, and in reality that's more than I'm even allowed to be talking about (as per my lawyer). But while I cannot talk about the events that occurred to land me in this predicament, I can reveal what I'm up against. There was both a criminal and a civil trial, but obviously I already faced my criminal trial (seeing as that's the only reason I'm writing in this stupid thing to begin with) and was found (relatively) innocent. But what I still haven't faced is the civil suit. In the civil case, I'm being sued for over $2.5 million; an outrageous number for the mythical "pain and suffering" claim.

Now, the money isn't what I'm worried about. Granted, I have lost some of my sponsorships since this all unraveled, but 2.5 mil is a weekend's work for me. No, what I'm worried about is that once this whole trial is cleared up, then the league is going to officially determine the length of my suspension. As of right now, the term "indefinite" is being applied to it, but the commissioner has told my manager that it can be turned into "infinite" if I'm found guilty.

Fuck.