If happy ever after did exist...

So it's been a pretty rough couple of days. I can't really explain the unease I am feeling. It's like before a roller coaster drops, you get this feeling of impending doom, you aren't completely sure that your harness is properly locked. I can see the thunderstorm heading my way, I just can't see what's in the eye of the storm. I know that he can't hurt me anymore, but that doesn't mean that there aren't more like him. Meeting new people is scary for me, I'm afraid that they will discover everything, that they will decide that they can manipulate me. All I can do is sail out to the middle of the ocean, into the centre of the storm and wait for it to pass, to prove that I can survive it.