Self harming dyke
Ad 2:
2002-11-17 11:54:55 (UTC)

In the UK

The inevitable happened. I took all my sleeping pills in
one go and had to have my stomach pumped. And went back to
hospital. For 5 days. Now in UK and feeling very odd.
Really don't see much point in life except my novel. Going
to finish it before I die. Once it's finished, see how
things are.

Thin though. Everyone keeps looking at me. My family etc.
They are so amazed. Not the big fat daughter/sister/niece I
was, but a smaller version. Compact. 'Ickle. Like I wanted
to be. But still unhappy. Never satisfied, am I?


Cat x