annanotbob2's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- - ED turned the corner today - still not great but in better shape than she was this time last week, back in the world with us already when the steroids aren't even due to start taking effect for a few more days. Oh man. Not half an hour later YD had a phone call telling her that her best friend at college, the one she started the magazine with, the one she has loads of exciting collaborative art plans with, the one she was worried about, was found dead in her bed. It's all so intense - it's got to stop. I don't know what's happening, how it can be like this. YD and BF are still here, with me. The rain is fucking biblical, just flat torrents emptying down, on and on and on. The back door lock has broken - that was on Friday morning - and we can't open it, so there's no stepping outside to take a moment, unless you want to step out into the world, which none of us do and probably wouldn't even if it wasn't pissing down like this, but it is. My poor YD. She's sleeping now, at last. Her poor friend - such a short life. I would like to protest to whatever/whoever is in charge that enough is enough. Physically, we are well cared for - roof, food, NHS etc. Emotionally, we are done now. We are still standing, just. Leave us be now, please. 11:15 p.m. - 10.06.12 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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