I was robbed at gun point once, I swear, you hear on TV that the only thing you see is the gun, well it is true. If you asked me what they looked like, I could only say long and silver with a very big hole in the end. Funny thing is, all I though when it was happening was "Oh great, this is how I am going to die" After they left and I was still alive, then I started shaking!!
The other time I was not so lucky, (I was still using hard core when both happened, living in the streets of Detroit) I was attacked with a knife, luckily it was only cuts on my arm, I got 28 stitches. Today, I look at the scars and am grateful it wasn't my neck or face. I got beaten black and blue from head to toe at least three times...GAWD, I am so glad to be sober!!! That was a very dark time for me...I wasn't very nice either!!
Cathy