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Thursday, February 01, 2007

this one month, has probably been the hardest month in my entire conscious life.

2007 started with lots of fights, lots of lies and lots of pain.

and then we broke up, and i found out the truth...

all the details.

and then.. i went plummeting down into disbelief, denial and depression..

i didn't eat for 4 days. didn't bother living. i just did what i had to do without realising what i was doing.. i honestly don't know how i went through it...

and then while in that state.. i embarked on a road of self destruction... drinking, smoking and perhaps starving myself a bit. at that point.. who cared anymore.. i mean.. he's no longer with me.. since he doesn't care anymore then i don't wanna care either.....

ah well..

that day nana mentioned that i seem to be getting better already.. and i really am.. 4 weeks later.. i'm recovering slowly..i think of him lesser now.. i'm much stronger than i thought.. really.. i like the new me.. more indpendent.. and skinnier.. =)

yayness.

=)


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