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Ok i have had a pritty traumatic 12 months, just because i have never really aird this dirty linnin and pritty much all of it ways havely on my minde, im going to take you on a little jurny down memory laine, which by the way, is located on the cornder of shit street and fuck off bulivard.

Last July, i was relitively happy. I had a confermed summer job, working with special needs children and young people, it was going to be hard and challenging and tiering but grate. My freinds where all cool and i was getting ready to of to Uni - Good times!

so around the end of july i dilligently begin to work on my entry uni essay and go of to my job. about half way thru my job one of my frinds has a bit of a melt down. one day after getting home from work, it was about 5pm when i got in they called me and asked me if i could go down nd see them. i said no. I know that may seem harsh, but my logic and reasoning is solid,1)i had just gotten of work, after spending the day looking after 2 blind children, both very demanding in differant ways, which is cool, that was the job 2) it was after 5, i had just got home, needed a shower (after a nasty yaugut insident) and i just wanted some food and 3) i know my, then, freind, and their would have been no way i would have been able to leave her place at a resonable hour to go and rest up for work the next day. this was the beginning of the end of a 4 and a bit years of freindship - Bad Times -

Now i owd these freinds money, they called in the loan at a particularly inopertune time, the following week i would have been able to pay them no bother, but i also owd my grandmother money, i live with her, so i desided to pay her back insted, i was also saveing for uni.i went along to the appointed place, at the apointed time, again after work, again after being both physically and mentally exausted. my freind first tore into me for not haveing the money, then for not going on monday. they told me that i was fucking selfish and i should fuck my self. so i got pissed (i am the last person they have the right to call selfish)and i walked away, i needed to get a metro home and shower and eat, a girl was takeing me out that night, they followd me, one of them started behaveing aggressively so i simply walkd down the platform, her partner, some one i have known for damn near 20 years, came over to me telling me that im a shit freind and that if the other one comes over i had better hop over a wall because she was going to kill me! i simply got on the train and went home. before i even got home i had a teary voicemail telling my how sorry they both where and how much they love me and could i call them back when i got home, so i did and they said that they would come to mine the next day to talk. they came the next morning and asked me did i want to go work out, i was hung over, sevierly hung over and i was out at the beach with the girl that took me out (i will never be able to forget that)till about 4am, so i declind the offer of the work out thinking i might throw up, i said i would give them when i got back from the wrestling show i was going to that weekend.

we arranged for them to come to my house again the next friday morning to pick up the money i owe them and i get on with my week, which was to be the last week of the job some time towards the end of august. me and that girl had really hit it off, and since we had worked together i asked her if she would be my date for the staff party, it was a grate night and i asked her out again on the firday night so we could go some where privet and get to know each other a little bit, from then untill i went off to uni at the end of september we where pritty much inseperable (good times). we where out haveing a walk on satterday evening, im lucky, i live near the sea, best pulling tool their is, a walk along the summer beach, just around sun set
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.... sorry i digress so we are out walking and i gets this phone call telling me that these freinds now hated me and never wanted to see me again. fine i hung up the phone and went back to my date.

the time i spent with this girl was amazing, but we didnt make any thing official knowing that i was off to uni in a cople of months. Grate Times!

things went ok at first at uni, i loved it. made loads of good freinds and truly grew as a person. untill just before christmas.

I was at a conferance, not that it matters, but it kind of made things a little bit worse. i get a text from a different long time freind, who remaind freinds with the above witches. it was vile, truly vile, telling me how much of a shit person i am, how i shit my pants (not true) and how i have a small cock (not true) and how im a bare faced c*nt. this guy was my best freind in the world. i was crushed. because of that inncident i reached for my blades for the first time in nearly an entier year - shit times!

a cople of weeks later just before i was going home for the christmas brake, some time around 1130 i get a threatening phone call from some dude (i have since found out who that was and who put them up to it, wanna guess?)telling me how they know where i live, and proceded to quote my home address, except im not their, im in leicster at uni, this wanker basically threatend my grandparents. i couldnt belive it, i was scared and upset so i called the law, and nothing ever came of it.

the girl i had been dateing over the summer, and whenever i went home actually, found a bloke at christmas, and it crushed me. i was devistated, but im over it now.

so i go back off to uni for my second term and i just had a shit time. i wasnt getting the support i need for my dislexia and i became very depressed.i couldnt even afford to come home for easter. i went to a dr, got put on meds *again!*
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i desided that i should take an interuption, that means that i keep some credits for this year, but i will be restarting in september.

the meds made me worse, actually made me worse! they also made me angry. angry at my self, angry at my family, angry at my freinds and just generally fucked off with every one and every thing to the point i litterally screamed at my freind in the middle of the town centre, she got really upset, i got really upset, bad times. it got so bad that after one particularly bad night out, no idea why it was so bad, but it was, i went home and slashed my arm open with every knife that was out in the kitchen, frightening one of my flat mates. i needed patching up, the only person i knew had a first aid kit was the freind i reemed out earlyer in the week! how much of a twat did i feel?

things got a bit better from then, i looked for a job but couldnt find one, i came home for the year at the beginning of june, i got in touch with my long lost god mother and im going to visit her next week. i finally reached a level where i was able to call the freind that sent me the nasty texts, and low and behold, it wasnt him but the witches. wev been for a cople of drinks together and just today i helped move his new partners stuff in to his flat and we had a cople of bottles of wine and took in a carry on film - Camp Times! -

so thats a terbulant year in the life of your dear freind chris, questions? comments?