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[eatmywords09]

Well, this is pretty hilarious: Mum's thinking about sending me back to the Psych. She actually uses it as a threat but I'm like...we both know she was useless. I got over my anorexia just to spite the woman! She kept putting it down to my Dad. "It's because you're not geting control. You can't get through to him. You can't make yourself heard."

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[happy_and_lost]

I think we all need to get away for a bit. Let's escape to Tijuana! Arrrrrriba!

Seriously, though, don't let stress get you down. The end IS near, it won't be long before all the doomy gloomy "I did crap/Why am I so stupid/I'm going to fail/etc" nonsense which everyone is spouting is over. It's not helping anyone.

How about You, Me and KT escape somewhere on Bank Holiday Monday? Someplace nice but not too far, like Oxford, mebbe? Just an idea.

Keep it real x

[anonymous]

Look at it like this, in ten years when you're a successful actress and most of your friends are vapid, tedious trophy wives, who'll be better off? Prescisely. And you are beautiful. I know i've told you this billions of times, but you are. I know, I know, one's self is the hardest person to see as beautiful, that's just life; and the reason your friends go on about how pretty they are is that they are as insecure as you are. It's their defense.
Hang in there, thing's will get better.

L.M.G.