My mind won’t stop.
It’s so quiet here.
I feel like I’m healing.
Small steps forward I can do this.
If you knock me down I’ll get back up.
I can’t wait to finish work tomorrow and have a few drinks.
Going clubbing at a drug infused straight club on Saturday being the only sober one will give me giggles
I know I’ve changed.
I know I’m cold hearted now.
I can’t be anyone but myself and I’m not apologising.
I’m sick of apologising for things that aren’t my fault.
This is who I am now.