I was told last night to pack my s### and get out. I packed my stuff, but couldn't decide where I would go. I locked the bedroom door and went to bed. He banged on the door a few times and then stopped. I didn't cower. I didn't hide in the bathroom. I feel like I was brave!

Today doesn't feel very good, but I am going to walk through it. I think he's trying to figure out what happened.

I still feel brave today. I just wish it wasn't like this!