Lastnight I had a dream that the person I have the restraining order against broke into my home with a gun and tried to kill me. Me and Andy were sleeping, I could hear someone outside the door, realized it was her, got on the phone to the police, then she breaks down the door and points a gun in my face, screaming at me about how I 'ruined her life' by getting the restraining order against her. I was scared shitless in the dream, but still couldn't help but think 'oh, and there was no reason for the restraining order, right, because you're totally stable'... anyway, it was a fucked up dream. I wonder when I am going to stop feeling like this? I guess when she stops trying to pull me back in.

I think I might be suffering from post traumatic stress disorder in some small way. After three months of looking over my shoulder and waking up in a panic, even now that it's over, I still feel like I am waiting for something else bad to happen. Everything is going really great, and I am trying to settle in to that, but after three months of drama and bullshit, it's hard to believe it when it's over.

Taking my morning walk now, and then I am on the hunt for boxes ... got any I could use?