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Jo has been found dead.

This can't be happening.

I'm so fucking angry at them for not taking proper care of her.

She should have been under section 3.

They shouldn't have discharged her.

She's gone.

She can't be gone.

This isn't happening.

I go on Friends Reunited sometimes. Why don't people just tell the all the truth. Like I'm not in work I'm on incapacity benefit and disability living allowance because I'm fucked in the head. That's my life I'm a fuck up. I'm slightly drunk. I'm fucking angry and fucking sad. It's a year since Dominic died on Friday and it's not fair.

RIP Steve Irwin *sniff*

Goblets: Sam, Fantastic Heather and Some Guy That May Be called Mike I can't rememeber!

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Lianne & Ant

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I guess I'm going to update a bit.

Before I went on holiday I had an assessment for the Brenchley Unit which is a therapeutic community that they want me to go to. It was either there or Henderson which I here is hell and I'd have to live there. I found the whole thing stupid. When someone asks you what your problems are, where the fuck would you ( Read more... )

1. Honestly what color underwear are you wearing?
I'm not wearing any.

2. Honestly what's on your mind right now?
My thigh really hurts, Leah's birthday and anger.

3. Honestly, what are you doing right now?
I'm doing this obviously. writing something for Leah.

4. Honestly, do you think you are attractive?
No.

5. Honestly, have you done something bad today?
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Why can't I be a normal person?  There's this cool Assistant psych post being advertised for Dartford.  It doesn't even say you have to have a 2:1 but I can't fucking apply for it can I!

I supposed to be going to see Tool tomorrow but quite frankly I'm not looking forward to it at the moment.  It being hot makes the anxiety about being in a crowd ( Read more... )