I'm trapped! Derek isn't home! and there's a man in the apartment breaking and taking things, I'm to afraid to get my phone, and I can't move
I'm having an attack!
This is the worst time to have one!
I've hidden under my bed and I can't breathe , I'm afraid that I'm going to start hyperventilating and the robber/maybe murderer is going to kill me! What if he finds me?! Oh lord help me!
Wait... I hear someone
It sounds familiar..
It's Derek!
I can hear him and the man yelling and things breaking and people screaming. oh god I think someone was stabbed!
I heard a knife and a person screaming in pain! I have to know who it is!
I'm scared and I think I'm gonna be sick,
Oh god! I hear foot steps into the bedroom ! I have my cutting knife with me and if I have to I'll defend myself !
...........................................(A little while later)
It turns out Derek was the one who found me under my bed, he was covered in blood and I don't care if I'm covered in blood it was amazing to be able to be in his arms again, the man who broke in was an old stalker of mine with a history of rape and murder, the police just left and question us of what we saw, but they always reflected back to the question of "are you okay?" And I always said yes swallowing what felt like a knife down my throat , trying not to cry or pass out from anxiety , the man wasn't killed , he was injured that's all, Derek stabbed his legs so the man or "Mcdavin" couldn't run after him, and also kicked him In the head to knock him unconscious then ran to find me. It's now 6:30 pm and I'm already physically exhausted and I just wanna pass out, but my eidetic memory will always replay what has happen, the pain, the fear, the anxiety , I have a horrible feeling .. Tonight will not be a good night.
Anyways , to counteract this freaky day, I'll speak of yesterday, yesterday Derek and I were out at a fair because it finally came to New York! And I Lovee fairs! Anyways he dragged me onto the Ferris wheel even though I'm absolutely terrified of heights and when we were at the very top (it was night time) I decided to open my eyes and the fireworks had spelled out "be mine forever Jen?" And he pulled out a ring and I started to panic, he then grabbed me and held me close and whispered "it's not an engagement ring, it's a promise ring, it means I'm devoted and I love you, not I wanna marry you, we are to young , but I wanted to show you my devotion" and long story short well uhh , sex last night was orgasmic (no pun intended) and well I got some sleep! ( cause you know, he tired me out) anyways it's only 7:00 but I'm off to bed and on to tumblr!
Hopefully tomorrow isn't as bad as today.
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RandomIt's just a perspective of someone who has to undergo the struggle of both depression and anxiety and well things don't turn out as well as people may hope...