Eugh. I’m still feeling more shaken up than I care to admit. I mean, I guess it is pretty upsetting to be told “keep eating you fucking bitch if you scream I’ll kill you my partner’s watching us from behind and I’ll kill you even with those cops over there.” And I guess it’s good that I’m able to keep my cool when I’m actually in a bad situation, even if it means that after it becomes a sort of I’M TOTALLY FINE façade. But man, feelings, amirite?