Eh, took too many painkillers last night and now I feel like &$%!. Whatever, don't matter, at least GF and kids are coming here soonish and I talked to her on the phone this morning.

Keep hearing his stupid voice in my head... over and over again... probably deserve to because I was stupid enough to visit him and apologize to him. I feel like a coward for still being scared of him. locked the doors and scared as hell that he'll suddenly break out of jail and burst into my room and hurt me all over again.

Does it ever end? Is there ever recovery?
I'll never be safe.
I hate this. I &^$#@ing hate this and I hate life and I hate that this all happened. Why can't I just curl up into a ball and go away forever?