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Last night, I got robbed.

You have played out different scenarios in your head, thinking you would know exactly what you would do in that situation only to find out-it doesn't quite work that way. It happened so fast, I didn't have time to react. And the thing is, I really wasn't scared. Shocked, yes. Pissed off, absolutely. I don't care how big and badass you think you are - unless you are trained for this type of situation, nines times out of ten, you will nut-up like a virgin seeing a naked woman for the first time. I did and there isn't much I am afraid of.

No matter what scenario you choose, 99 out of 100 of those, I would have ended up dead, in a hospital or in jail. This one time, I walked away with a very bruised ego and a lot of heartache. My intentions were good but my head was in a completely different place.

Where did I go wrong? Let me tell you...

1. I'm a female.
2. It was night time. (dumbass)
3. I was on a bad side of town. (it didn't used to be!)
4. He walked up on my car and I didn't see him.
5. ALWAYS follow your gut! Had I done so, my husband would still have his gun. The moment he walked up on me, I should have gunned it.

Those are just a few. I could probably list ten more. One thing Matt always taught me was to be aware of my surrounding. I thought I was. I was looking for something that wasn't there and that is what caught me off guard.

There is an ongoing investigation. I'll give more details when it is over.

Never second guess yourself. Your gut is usually right.

I've beat myself up since it happened. It hurts in more ways than you can imagine.

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