ive eaten my body weight in wine gums, don’t really like them. My tongue is sore and i am exhausted, want to cry all of the time. the little one is so full of energy, there is so much to be done, haven’t sat down with Helen for about three days, haven’t done anything normal for about two weeks, haven’t felt normal for about two months, we all knew this was going to happen, but i never thought it would. they’re making it so difficult. i have no one to talk to, where the fuck are my friends. Considering getting on a train tomorrow, been given the day off babysitting duties. Might get off at Blackpool or Colne, depends on which side I get on, then I might come back. Or I might get on the next train after that, don’t know where its going. Wouldn’t be very clever to try and run away. I haven’t got any money.
