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I present to you a photo from a time that I was unhappy and nobody knew. This was mid way through May last year. I had just come out of hospital after being treated for an abscess on my breast (caused by a blocked milk duct) that means I may never be able to breast feed when I have children due to the size and severity of it. I was in immense pain and my boyfriends family would do whatever they could to avoid helping me. It was sweltering hot and I had no summer clothes that fit me so I spent all day every day inside. I felt like everyone that cared for me was a million miles away and, due to this stupid lockdown, I couldn't see any of them. I missed my hometown friends and had no new friends around here. I longed for a bit of sympathy and spent a large proportion of my days crying only to be told to stop being a little bitch. I was asleep by 9 o'clock most nights just to stop myself from feeling so bored and fed up. I would wake up at the crack of dawn and force myself to go back to sleep, meaning that I was over sleeping and actually making it worse for myself. I couldn't wear a bra. I couldn't stand to look at myself in the mirror. I was having to literally BEG my boyfriend to spend time with me, play a board game, leave the house for a walk, and that in itself was draining enough. I was all by myself in this small place that I didn't know.