I (F24) got beat up in my own home. I’m not sure what to do

I’m not really sure what happened until a bit later, but last night I was at a friends house having a few drinks and smoking weed. I wasn’t really in a good state of mind, I’ve been going through a rough time lately.<br><br>I had left my husband at home, he’s a good man but lately has been really stressed. I didn’t want to burden him so I thought it would be better to leave him home. I hadn’t been drinking much, just a few glasses of wine. When I arrived at my friends house she was already heavily intoxicated and had been smoking a lot of weed. She had also been taking pills, I don’t know what kind.<br><br>She was sharing a bottle of wine with another girl in her friends group. I didn’t want to drink from the bottle as there was a sign saying that she was pregnant. I didn’t want to risk getting drunk. I had brought my own bottle of wine, a screw top white. I was drinking from this instead.<br><br>When we got to our friends house, she was hosting a party for her and her friends birthdays. There were a lot of people there and the music was already loud. My friend had brought her two year old daughter with her and she had set her up to sleep in the bedroom.<br><br>I had left my phone at the car as the music was so loud, and I didn’t want to be able to be reached by my husband. I had just stuck a sticker on my car window saying that I was inside. I was standing next to a girl who I didn’t know, and she was introducing herself to me.<br><br>As I was trying to remember her name she kept interrupting me and talking to other people. She didn’t really seemed to be interested in getting to know me. She just kept talking and laughing.<br><br>I got bored with this girl, she was annoying and I didn’t have anything in common with her. So I walked over to my friend and talked to her. I didn’t notice the girl following me and I soon felt a hard tug on my shirt. I turned around and I recognised the girl, it was one that I went to high school with.<br><br>I hadn’t seen her since we graduated, and I thought that she was a nice enough person. I had talked to her a few times when we were at school and I had a positive experience. She had always been a bit strange, but I felt that she was harmless.<br><br>She grabbed my shirt and pulled me over to her, pulling me in for a hug and a kiss on my cheek. She said that she hadn’t seen me in a long time and that I looked familiar. She told me that my friend had brought me over and I corrected her.<br><br>I told her my name and I told her that we had gone to school together. I asked her if she remembered me and she said that she didn’t. I felt a bit shocked, but I let it go. I asked her what her name was and she told me.<br><br>I couldn’t remember it and I said so. She got frustrated with me and told me to Google it. She pulled out her phone and opened the google app. I laughed at this and told her that I would look it up later, I didn’t need to right at that moment.<br><br>I walked away from her and she grabbed my shirt pulling me back over. She asked what was funny and I told her that I couldn’t believe that I was talking to her. She looked at me funny and told me to let it go. I said that I had moved on with my life and that she was just a memory for me.<br><br>She got angry at this and she told me that I was a bitch. I didn’t respond to her, I just ignored her. I didn’t want to get into a fight or start anything toxic. She pulled at my shirt again, but I pushed her away.<br><br>I walked over to the bar and asked the man running it if I could have some water. He gave me a plastic cup filled with what I assumed was tap water. I brought it to my mouth to drink, but before I could a girl had grabbed it out of my hands and thrown it all over my head and chest.<br><br>I looked up at the girl and recognised her as the girl that had been sharing a bottle of wine with me earlier. I didn’t recognise her at first because her hair was now a different colour and she was wearing more makeup.<br><br>The only thing that I recognised about her was her birth mark on the side of her neck. I asked her what she had done and she just laughed.<br><br>She said that I needed cutting down and that I looked gross with all of that weight on me. She pointed at my chest and I looked down to see that my bra had been wet from the water and it was showing through my clothes.<br><br>I told her that she was a bitch for what she had done to me. I asked if she realised that I could easily sue her for what she had done to my phone and my clothes. I asked if she had a spare shirt that I could wear because I didn’t want to go home to my husband like this.<br><br>I didn’t know what to do, I didn’t want to leave in the state that I was in. I didn’t have enough money on me to buy another shirt and I didn’t want to go home to my husband looking like this. I was already feeling insecure about my weight and I didn’t want to give him a reason to look at other women.<br><br>She said that she had a spare shirt and she would go and get it. She walked off and I was left standing there infront of all of these people who I didn’t know, soaking wet.<br><br>I felt embarrassed and humiliated, and I didn’t know what to do. I had left my husband thinking that I was a good enough wife for him, and now I had the hair and make up girl throwing water at me.<br><br>I felt so humiliated, and I wanted to go home. I was so angry at the girl for what she had done. I knew that I had put on a bit of weight since having our son but it was natural. I had struggled with my weight since I was a teenager, and I didn’t know what else to do.<br><br>I was so upset that I had started to cry, and someone had come over to comfort me. I don’t remember much about what happened from this point on because I had started to feel drowsy. All I remember is being led to the bedroom and put onto the bed.<br><br>I remember someone giving me something to drink, and I remember the shirt being placed over my head. I remember a pillow being placed under my head and a blanket being placed over me.<br><br>I had closed my eyes, hoping that the situation would have calmed down when I woke up. But when I woke up, my friend was standing over me.<br><br>She asked me what had happened and I broke down in tears. I told her about the girl throwing water at me and about her comments about my weight.<br><br>My friend didn’t know what to say, she was trying not to laugh at the situation. I asked her if she could take me home and she said that I shouldn’t go home in this state.<br><br>I asked her what I should do and she suggested I stay here. I said that I wanted to go home, I didn’t want my husband to see me like this. She agreed to take me home and I thanked her. I had grabbed the shirt and followed her out the door.<br><br>I was so nervous about going home, I was worried about what my husband would say to me. I had left him in a good mood, I had made sure of that before I left.<br><br>I didn’t know what he would think of me now. I was so embarrassed, I couldn’t believe that I had let the situation get that far. I had never been in a situation like that before.<br><br>I thought about going home and telling him I had been in a car accident. But I knew that he would find out the truth and he wouldn’t be happy with me for trying to lie to him.<br><br>My friend had driven me home and I had thanked her again, telling her to send me the money for the shirt. I had left her phone number inside on the kitchen counter.<br><br>I had quietly unlocked the front door and I had slipped inside.<br><br>I had slipped off my shoes and I had walked quietly down the hall. I had locked the front door behind me and I had slipped into our bedroom.<br><br>I had slipped out of my wet clothes and I had slipped one of his t-shirts on. I had walked into our bathroom and I had started the shower, waiting for it to heat up.<br><br>I had gotten into the shower and I had let the water wash over me, I felt so stressed. I had stayed in the shower for a long time, just letting my tears fall to the floor.<br><br>I had turned the shower off and I had gotten out. I had dried myself down and I had slipped my pajamas on. I had gotten into our bed and I had called my friend.<br><br>I had talked to her for a while and I had fallen asleep. I had slept on the phone, I don’t know why I was holding onto it.<br><br>When I woke up, my husband was standing over me. He was making me coffee and he had a concerned look on his face. He asked me what was wrong, I had forgotten that I had left him home.<br><br>I told him that I was just having a rough time and he had nodded at me. He told me that if there was anything wrong he would always be here for me. I thanked him for his kindness and I had taken the cup of coffee from him.<br><br>I had brought it to my mouth to drink and I had noticed that his kiss was on the cup. I had looked up at him and I had smiled at him. I told him thank you again and he had just nodded.