Alright so its 2014 -
this doesnt feel real- which means I get to talk about what I did in 2013, possibly one of the hardest but definitely most rewarding I have been through so far.
I was a broken sad little girl
I was a liar
I was in a depressed pit for 1-2 years, ended up writing a suicide letter, perfected a plan and was ready to go. Didnt care to breathe any longer.
…Well Im here arent I? I recovered by myself.
I got fit, I got healthy. I am alive. I worked my ass off to mend my sickly body and cradled my broken spirit.
Thank you to those who unintentionally were there for me, for just talking to me and giving me a laugh time to time- those of course include Izzie, Dan, Claire, Bee and Tom.
Thankyou so much to Bee and Jazz who knew about my misery, and who stuck by me. Youre angels.
Liam, you didnt know what was going on, we only spoke once, but that one time… Well your words I wont forget anytime soon. Cheers to not being ashamed or sorry for who you are right mate?
I reckon Ill still be kind of MIA here, so if you want to stay in touch or up to date, follow me at wither-i-shant
Happy 2014 I guess