My GP turned up at my house today and marched me over to his surgery for a thorough check up. He talked all the way through, an hour I was there while others were waiting to be seen. All I could show for him was my contempt and it showed. I don't cut as much as I used to, instead I OD on painkillers on a daily basis hoping that I will slowly rot inside.

Everything was going right for me, one step away from fulfilling my dreams and one year on I'm still stuck in the same hole. And the sick thing is, I don't want it any other way. Its all I deserve for being such an evil person, rotten to the core. I don't recognize myself any more.