It Starts.
I got my first myspace email from one of Jon's friends. He says, " WTF? Just give him the ring back then. He saved up a lot of money for that! " Because it is any of your business. I knew that was going to eventually happen but I guess I just didn't prepare myself enough. Over the next week will be the hardest, I think. With him getting out of bootcamp and actually having some time to himself, I won't doubt that he'll come knocking on my door one day. I really am scared of this guy. Not that he's going to physically hurt me, but he has messed with my head so much and everything I've tried to do over the past week to convince myself that I can do it on my own I'm afraid will be ruined.