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By:
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Jrs8436
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Mood:
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Sad
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Date:
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Jun 04, 2012
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None
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Well...here I am. I'm still alive and kicking. My anxiety has been through the roof the last couple of days. My boyfriend physically hit me Sunday night and morning. I finally grew some balls and called the police. We went to the magistrates office, and the police officer and my boyfriend met me there. (My boyfriend wanted to tell his side of the story) Well, he got arressted on the spot and taken to jail. Idk why I feel so awful and anxious. I had court this morning, and I asked that he has no contact with me. It was SO hard seeing him in handcuffs and a county jail jumpsuit. My boyfriend is an alcoholic/depressed/anxiety disorder. I don't understand why I feel so awful he is rotting in jail unless someone bails him out. I really just wanted him to be escorted out of MY apartment, and leave me the hell alone. I guess I just wish he would change, and we all know he isn't unless he hits rock bottom. Without the alchol, my boyfriend is the sweetest, kindess person. He just doesn't know how to put down the bottle. Yes, I am going for councling not only for anxiety, but now for a victim of assault. If I'm around my friends, I am ok. But, now here I am alone in my apartment, and I can see all of his stuff. THis is when I feel my panic coming on b/c for some God awful reason I feel bad he is in a jail cell.
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