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I feel so far removed from the thousand or so nights that I spent splayed out on that broken bed, … More

The View From The Smoking Room

I can see through windows once obscured by the lime tree that now stands smaller, nude and the skeleton of … More

The Cheshire Cat smokes 60 a day (while he’s not on duty) and some nights, such as tonight, his skinny smoke-stained … More

“What on earth happened to your face?” She closed her eyes, tilted her head down so that her chin was … More

Second day of cold turkey. I feel fucking sick – no food to eat, but too much coffee. I woke … More

Today: Wednesday 1st of April Mood: 6 out of 10 A phrase to sum up how I feel: Too weird … More

Everything was always better in the Spring. No more sitting around at the ice rink for hours on end, too … More

TW: suicide, self-harm, addiction, death, etc. Readers who are familiar with my struggles can skip the first half of this … More

I went up to the psych ward on Friday morning. Same old. LC is most worried about my financial situation. … More

My sister sent me some money. When I have finished writing my dissertation section on ‘Lady Lazarus’ I am going … More