Merry Christmas to anyone I know and anyone who still happens to be reading this.
After i last updated to say that i had left, Frank tricked me into going home.
Needless to say I had to leave again.
I'm now in a refuge with no money, no possessions and no real opptimism. The first week i got here my purse was stolen with £300 and all my cash cards in. I was not impressed and have since been struggling.
Frank is desperately trying to convince me to go back. I'm not feeling it and just want to throw up all the time.
Fingers crossed things will work out this time if i stick it out here and hope some good fortune comes my way.
Donations for my new life are readily accepted *cheeky grin*