He beat me up.
What the fuck is my life now?
And what do I do?
He says he doesn't remember. He was too fucked up. He wasn't even supposed to be fucked up. He was supposed to love me as much as he says he does. He was supposed to keep his promises.
Instead he threw me against the coffee table. Threw me against the wall. Smashed my face into the couch and ground my body into the carpet.
Then he looks at my face like "what the fuck happened to you?" and cries and says it doesn't make sense... He would never do that.
But he did.
And I have to decide what to do now.
Where do I go from here??