#randamqueen

Aha, you’re not the first person to ask, so I guess I’ll answer publicly! If you’re interested in the comic, you can start reading here.

Ugh, I am sorry, that kind of thing is the absolute worst. After our house nearly got broken into—with me in it—it took me a very long time to feel okay on my own again. We ended up getting an alarm installed, because they actually tried to crowbar their way into the house and the only reason I was able to stop them was because they accidentally hit the doorbell and I got up from the office, went through and started yelling loudly while waving a curtain pole. It was unpleasant.

I found the things that helped me the most were things like keeping my phone on me at all times, and also yea, keeping a big metal rod nearby at all times—for want of a Camogie stick.

So my advice is probably useless, except to say that with time the feeling of panic fades as you realize it’s unlikely to happen again, but also just make sure all the doors and windows are locked. We still have the gouge marks on our kitchen entry door from where they tried to force it open with a crowbar. I get so mad every time I see it I direct a little zing of energy their way. Namely that I hope they drop their stupid crowbar on their foot and rethink their life.