See You in the Morning

I woke with a stabbing in my head, a churning in my guts, and, as usual, you beside me. I opened my eyes and the glare from the TV burned sharply into my retinas, so I closed them again. I could hear the newsreader’s voice. “The time is ten minutes to nine on Wednesday morning.”…

Baby love -Part one 

​16th April 1999 Dear diary,  I’ve just turned 15 and I’m a nutcase suffering a sprained ankle and my first 2 day long hangover, well not really a nutcase, I just had a baby and a mental breakdown, my mum blames it on having my baby but I don’t, I blame it on the lack of…