Jul 28, 2005 15:11
I'm aware that I'm updating this an awful lot. It's because I'm bored to tears being ill. I did go into work today for a whole hour, before the shakes set in and the sickness. I feel really guilty about being off though, cause Mrs.Mohammed is off as well on account of her blood sugar levels being crazy. I'll make it up to them tomorrow though. I'll work my ass off. I'm really quite tempted to ring them and say that they can leave some of this afternoon's work for the morning, as I usually have chuff all to do anyway. No doubt I'd get some sarcastic comment from Coral though, so I don't think I'll bother.
My Mother thinks I'm anorexic. I haven't felt hungry for a while (I think this is where the illness stems from) so I haven't eaten. I saw her the other day, and she told me off for being thin. Then I saw Danielle yesterday, and she said that Mother has always seen me as the non-conformist daughter who doesn't give a fuck what she looks like as long as she's happy. I'm assuming that me being attractive for once instead of fat means that I'm conforming to society! How dare I. Stupid fucking woman. I haven't lost weight on purpose.
What makes being ill worse is that I can't see Tom. It's been torture. Admittedly that sounds a little dramatic, but it's how I feel. I've been listening to a lot of Nick Cave just to get me by. I've gotta see him soon. Even more dramatic, it's really heartbreaking not seeing him.