I thought he was gone. It's been over a year since he tried contacting me. I cried myself to sleep basically. I was so emotionally tired, I slept past my alarm. Happy I wasn't too anxious last night. But I'm scared. I know I'm safe right now. I live with my parents, the door is locked, I love next to a police station who said if he ever shows up at my place again to call and they will arrest him. But I'm still scared. I hate feeling afraid to leave my home. He lived in the same town my boyfriend does now. I hope, on everything, he doesn't know him. 

I needed to write this down somewhere, hoping to release some anxiety.