Hi Sprout, hope your a bit more at peace.Some times - well my folks - if they feel things are beyond their comfort zone/concept of understanding there is no predicting what will happen.
After i spent 52 days getting well - I wasn't allowed one night in the family home. My Mum, who's terminal said 'we as a family need to step back from you' fuck that hurt, after extended treatment. (they thought I had manipulated the psych into not having to read 5 poison pen letters to an audience of strangers, I'd made up the 'not therapeutic' and didn't believe that she wouldn't allowed it'
Thankfully they both made their own appointment and I was exonerated on that front. It'll never go away sadly. best I/anyone can do is their best.
I was for leaving but don't thing I could of lived with the guilt of my mum passing (shes terminal) without - i dunno, somthing.
well 15 days in, mates goe to get me a chicken dinner from the soup kitchen, he's done time but he's a good person.
These 15 days have been essential for me - I have a plan where to live, I can start my first business (my buisness partnr is a web designer and he's green lighted the project - though again, I've a lot to prove to him) incredibly no benzos for 6 days, need some now but will try 2mg of flubpam. And if it works, that's my dose. Fuck he even came round an tidied up! this whole trip has been very David Lynch, met a girl, lost a girl. Realised that I really really hate the tories - ah you know. havn't had a wank bar skype wank in a month - nuts of thunder. Which I will need as I just got big time suckerr punched - I have to deal with that now, show humility but stand my ground.
Meanwile I made eadd a christmas card to chill -
http://postimg.org/image/y8rr8j8af/ Wonder how I could just have the image rather than the ur?
I'm well pleased with it. My gorgeous hairdresser styled it ala Marilyn Munroe too. That girl is worth her tip every time. Here's hoping I can keep it like that and not just stick it up in a bun 