So I did as you told me and I ran up the stairs to grab some things i needed and then i ran back down again and he was there. Just turning the key in the door. I have forgotten most of what happened because my mind doesnt want to remember. But I know that there was me and there was him and there was blood and there was rape. My house has gone up for sale. Im really fucked about that. I have quit smoking cigarettes. Which is a plus. I had ends on aimees fag today and it just really hurt my throat because my lungs are starting to clean themselves out. Since i last made an entry i have overdosed and been found by a stranger who performed cpr and rang an ambulance. I had my stomach pumped and now im back in psychotherapy.