lol i havent been here for like a year or so and reading these posts is making me sad
I’m at uni now, almost finished first year. Started writing a lot more poetry and plays and novels. I havent done any art recently.
Had a few hiccups here and there with self harm and stuff but it’s getting better.
I’ve done drugs. I’ve made lot’s of new, great friends.
I don’t talk to anyone that I’ve writen about on here anymore cos theyre all cunts.
I smoke more now and i am so far into my student overdraft but that’s ok it’s supported me and I will hbe better with money next year.
I am more confidengt but I still hate myself
I don’t eat as much as I used to and I can’t tell if that’s good or bad.
I get depressed still when I’m lonely.
I had really great flatmates and we were like a small family, but they’ve all moved out now and I’m on my own. Only three weeks to go. I love them a lot still.
My anxiety is still a massive factor in my life but I think i’m controlling it better,
Or maybe that’s why I’m not eating.
I’ve had lot’s of sex.
But then I was raped on my first day of being on my own at uni.
It was horrible.
I didn’t talk to
Anyone.
For ages.
I’m happier now but I still think about it.
And he gave me an STD.
Incurable, unfortunately.
A virus.
So now I can’t go on dates until it’s cleared up naturally.
Or I go to the doctors and get it sorted but that would be too painful.
And it will come back.
So what’s the point, honestly.
