I shouldnt even be typing this with the fear that hes watching me…. I hope thats just paranoia….
I plan on having 1 more therapy appointment. As much as i hate to, im pushing forward with life and i really dont know why. Thing is, my friend is suppose to meet me there.
Where the fuck do i begin.
I guess a good place to start is the first sentence. I dont want to know what my husbands going to say, it honestly scares me…..but thats why i have to do this, right? Because i shouldnt be living like this? I cant let him find out. I […]