It’s been a few days since I posted on here, but chatting to one mate on msn made me realise how much of a mask is still being worn by me. At night it gets taken off, and still I cry myself to sleep.

I don’t know when this will stop – and i don’t know what will stop it. What I do know is that it didn’t happen when I spent the night with the fabulous new friend that I made a few months back. Hopefully there will be another cry free night soon.

On Tuesday, I’ve to go back and see how the vampires got on with my blood (that’s the nurses and doctors at the clinic). And on Monday I have a massage and counselling – so I shall be off work.