It’s been six months since it happen, I am now (mostly) healed and the person who stabbed me is going to prison. It happened after a night of drinking, my girlfriend blacked out and I said something that set her off; not unusual, but this time she came at me with a steak knife and planted it four inches into my chest right next to my left nipple and pointed downward towards my heart. Another two inches and I would have been dead on the spot.
Talking about it actually helps. I have seen the crime scene photos and watched the two police videos taken from the first responders as I approached them; right up to the point to where I passed out from blood lost. So ask away, nothing phases me anymore.