On July 28, 2020, at 11:13 p.m., I was shot five times by a person I thought loved me. My car was shot up 26 times. I was only shot five times: my face, my back, my leg, my abdomen and my shoulder. Every bullet but one went straight through me. The bullet that was stuck in my thigh I got removed. I still have bullet fragments in my shoulder, and there’s a piece of pellet stuck in my neck as well. I’m very thankful to be alive.