Being home alone is a little therapeutic. Its either the loud TV plus the pointless surfing of the web coupled with my flickering msn screen and no physical human contact. Its almost as therapeutic as I feel about throwing things away.

Today was actually a bad day but Sharon and CH really cheered me up.
I dont even feel like talking about what happen anymore. But I realise, Im a pretty strong girl. I dont denied I hid in the loo and cried a little today but i realise, Im a big girl.

Im tougher than a lot think I am.