Forcing myself

Most of today was unpleasant. Some family members came over this afternoon and I couldn't quite find the will to engage in conversation. I sort of just lay there staring at nothing, wanting my Mama to come and talk to me.

Tonight, in between moments of sobbing, I painted my face and went out for a friend's sibling's birthday. It was fun, we drank a lot and dancing happened. I was just a little scared being out on a Bank Holiday in Swansea with nobody to help look after me. As a result, a very large drunk man fell into my face which hurt a *lot*.