As Mom, Dad, and I made our way from Orlando Inter-national Airport to our extra large beach house in Henley Beach, The events of Wednesday played in my head once more. At one point, my verbally, emotion-ally, and psycho-logically abusive boyfriend and I are getting into a verbal fight. Moments later, he is calling me a bad name, and saying that I wasn't good enough. Deciding that I had had enough, I punched him in the face, told him that we were through, and left his house immediate-ly. Even though I know I did the right thing by leaving my abusive boyfriend of two years, it hurts so bad. With this said, I am thankful for the annual summer two month stay here at Henley Beach with my parents, lifelong good friend, Preston, and his wonderful parents. After all, I have a good feeling that this trip is exactly what I need right now.
