Yesterday I had a really good day:). Everything was going great. I had been watching a movie last night and after it was over I got a little bored, so I decided to load up and go to the store. Normally I don't go out by myself especially at night. But for some reason I didn't even think about it. So I drove the 28 miles to the store where I do all my shopping. As I'm walking into the store I noticed a man standing about 20 feet from the entrance smoking a cigarette. I glanced back in his direction and saw that he was looking at me. Like I do most times I try to not let things get to me. I continue to do my shopping and notice that same guy doing some shopping too. I was in the store maybe 40 minutes or so. And every time I saw this guy I got more and more nervous. I could feel myself getting really nervous so I didn't even finish my shopping and went straight to check out. As I was putting my things on the counter I noticed this man was in line to check out a few rows down. By the time I start going to the exit to leave I'm already in a panic. I look out the exit and there are a group of college age guys standing outside talking. I could see my truck from where I was at. But it might as well have been 1000 miles away. And I realized that me being out by myself like this was such a bad idea. I couldn't even make myself walk out to my truck. I call my friend Jason and as soon as he answers the phone I have a complete meltdown. I could barely tell him where I was and what I was doing. When he figured out where I was he told me to just stay put. When he got there I was a total mess. I couldn't even think straight. I cried the whole drive home with my friend following behind me to make sure I made it home. I felt awful that he had to drive all that way because of all my bullshit not to mention how embaressed I was that once again he saw me freak out like that:unsure:. I was disappointed in myself. I had such a good day and it ended completely messed up. I feel like I'm always going to be a prisoner:cry:.