My boyfriend went to detox and rehab on Friday and he will be there until April 3rd. He is my rock and I think that's why I'm panicking so much. I don't know if he's going to leave me after treatment because he was buying drugs from my dad, but anyway. My friend drove me home from work today and on the way home we stopped at Applebee's. While we were sitting she was talking about her brother and she told me she had to pick him up from school today because he v*. This was 36 hours ago. I sat in the same seat he sat in touched the car door handles and everything. I had even touched my phone and started to eat (with my hands) before I found out. Now I am a wreck. She told me it was defiantly a sv* so I'm so afraid I'm going to catch it. I scrubbed my hands put my clothes and bag in the washing machine with hot water and I'm going to Lysol my phone. I'm so afraid of catching it because I get to go visit my boyfriend on Sunday and don't want to be sick and miss it. Ugh