Was triggered big time today.

Well my morning and most of my early after noon was great until I got this phone call. I didnt know who it was so I just left it.They left a voice mail so went to listen to it and found I knew that voice very well. I dropped my phone and started crying. It was my dad, and he has my cell phone number. So after grabbing my thoughts from which felt like they went all over the floor. I called my buddy and told him what just happened. He rushed in the car and went by my dad's place and then called me saying to leave right away and that my buddy was going to pick me up in my safe spot. I was so scared and could stop thinking of who, or how my dad found out my number and if he was coming to find me or if he even knew. I was freaking right out. After my buddy got me I went back to his place and was so worried about how and who that everything in my past regarding him started circling in my head. I had the idea in my head that if he found me that was it my life was over and I would be back in the abuse with no way out. My buddy was calling every person that has my cell number, and running checks to see if he could find it any where, it was a clear mess, finally he would the person that told my dad. He was a good buddy of mine in boxing only he lost his way big time and got into drugs and never really got out of them but we keep in contact still. Turns out he was talking to this guy at the bar and at some point they started talking about me and my buddy left his phone with him well he went to the bathroom. So he thinks  that the guy at the bar went in his phone and got my number as he put it under my full name...
This has caused me to stress all day and I am getting so many flashback, and I just am praying that everything will calm down. My buddy is out getting me a new cellphone and cell phone number just to be safe that in no way could it be tracked and now I am going to make sure no one ever puts my name next to my number. This is a really sucky day...
just when I was having a good day not worried about things not having flashbacks going ok, bang this happens... I still feel really on edge and every car that goes by I am watching and hoping its not him.. I am scared really and sick as well I have to say some of my memories of the past make me want to just puke. And at times I am thankful for that, because it shows me I will never be like him and I did fear that I would be just like him. But I cant even stand the thoughts, so I am sure I am safe and never going to be so evil as him.
I am holding in there, I know it will be better soon, I am hoping on this and repeating it over and over so that I think it. sigh,