• Oh gosh, so much has happened since i last wrote! I've lost more weight, i've been to hospital, i've cried tons, etc. I don't have too much time now to catch up on everything. I'm on my mate's laptop as my phone can sometimes bug up on me. But yeah it's been a ride. The blood test results came back great. Everything's working fine. Well, i'm a little low on Vitamin D but hey, who from England has great Vit D huh? The doctor prescribed me with Vitamin D tablets. Then he started talking to mum about my eating problem. I come clean: I have an eating disorder. I'm not proud of it but i'm not ashamed to admit it anymore. The last 10 years of my life have been hell. A couple of months ago i lost 14lbs in a week. A couple of weeks ago i lost 7lbs in a DAY. Crazy, strange, insane, you decide. But anyone out there with any eating disorder will know where i come from. Anyway, the doctor asked me if i wanted to be referred to a clinic to help me. From the go, i'll be honest, i wasn't going to get any help as i was scared that once they figure out the mess my head is in after the life i've had at home that they would put in a hospital. He referred me anyway so i had no choice in the matter. A few weeks later i'd just got home after a weekend sleepover at my mate's place and i got a letter. All i saw was "West London Mental Health Trust" and i tore it up. I freaked out and i knew that everything that i'd felt before that i wasn't sure of was true. Crap, I gotta go so i'll finish this off whenever i come back. Good to be back peeps! I've missed you guys! xx

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