I'm okay, we're okay.

Well I am doing much better today. I was able to head into the city to karaoke to ABBA hits for a pass to the Mamma Mia movie screening. I haven't really cried as much as I did the day of the incident and the day after. I always think that things happen for a reason. I'm not sure why this happened. It's a lesson I could have done without. But I prayed that God would make me a stronger woman so that I'm better equipped to deal with things. I also wish that my BS detector were more finally tuned. I think that my counseling session will be the highlight of my therapists day. I like to watch 48 Hours Mysteries and Dateline. I was catching up on an older episode and this one focused on two women who both disappeared. One in Florida and the other in Georgia. They were both beautiful, and career driven. They were just abducted. I watched the anguish, and sorrow that their family was going through and that pales in comparison to what I'm feeling at the moment. So I met this guy off the internet and I was still alive. Trust issues with men flared up, my self-esteem was in the crapper, but I was still alive. So I said a prayer for those families on tv. I hope they find out what happened to the two women that they lost. I hope someone pays for the crime.