I kind of think the perpetrator felt invisible. A loner who’s probably been, if not bullied, at the least ignored.
A young man who doesn’t live up to, in his own mind, the over masculinised stereotype.
He should be stepping out to his newly
burgeoning adult life with hope, but he’s not.
He’s sitting isolated in his room with the embers of despair, resentment and hopelessness burning and burning. For a long time.
The smile when he came into the courtroom. Look I’m not a nobody anymore, you see me now.
Not that I’m making excuses for him. He has to go down for life.
We need to understand to try and help it happening again.