we had one good day. or should I say night. he didn’t drink for one night.
then last night he had three beers, tonight he had at least three 32’s of beer.
I’ve got to figure a way to get out of here. I have to figure out how to talk to him, but i know that won’t work and I’ve got to get my son and I out of here.
he said come kiss me bitch. he said he would take the baby and make me leave. he said he wanted me to go, that he loved me but didn’t want me. I was scared again. I was reacting badley and I was scared.
but my disgust with him wouldn’t let me stop. I know what I have to do. I have to do it again. I just am stuck again and don’t know how to make things better.