Sorry for my sudden disappearance, I am sure a lot of people probably think I have run off to London without saying good bye, in fact I actually wish that were true, but it couldn’t be any farther from the truth. I am in the psych hospital again, I am not going to the specialist unit in London until probably some when in March. Things took a turn for the worse a couple of weeks ago and I carried out another very serious and damaging act of self harm, involving the tendons in my wrist again. The day after this happened I got informed that my bed in the unit in London wouldn’t be available until March at the earliest. I am not safe to be in the community at the moment, my self harm is far too out of control and dangerous, I think I was just about keeping it together thinking that at the end of January I would be going away and getting the help I truly need. Well now that I have no firm idea of when that will be and it feels like it is getting further and further away rather than closer, I lost hope and the belief in myself that I could cope, so here I am, sat on my bed in the psych hospital, patiently awaiting my turn to go to London, to get better.
I have a dongle now, so can keep in contact a little bit, but to be honest I don’t have much more to say, other than I am sorry I can’t be a stronger person.
Love to you all,xxx