I told my mum about what happened last week. Along with lots more crying. She basically didn't know how to help me but then, how can she? She just tried to comfort me, saying it's the not the end of the world and stuff like that.

I agree with her on that though. I've never thought otherwise. Still doesn't negate the fact that it feels like i'm missing something.

I think, though that talking about it, even to my mum has made me feel slightly better, along with someone else. Thankyou Sarah for listening to me.

I thought hope was lost. I know it's not now, though.

1:25am