Photos To The Real World

I can’t write.

*stares at keyboard*

Nope. Nothing.

It seems a shame really because, five days in (five days! Five days and I’m still living and breathing!) the absolute least I’d hope to get out of this living hell is a bloody deep, profound and insightful account of just how momentous this all is.

But I got nothing.

So I’m going to update this with some photos instead because right now it feels really important to have some kind of contact with the real world out there somewhere behind the drawn curtains and outside of the house and my bed and the ugh.

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Day 1: Off. My. Face.

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Day 2: Off my face times a billion. Crocheted a bee…for some reason.

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Day 2: Trying to eat something/anything/crisps.

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Day 2: A hot bath with ALL the bubbles

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Day 3: Crochet around the vertigo.

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Day 3: Hallucination central. Convinced that I can see someone on the landing through the crack of the door.

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Day 4: Crying at EVERYTHING and nothing and just at crying.

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Day 5: Graduated from crisps to a pumpkin and ginger cake slice with half a cup of tea.

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Day 5: Celebrating feeling a bit perkier by cracking into a chunk of valentines chocolate bigger than my head.