Sunday

Slept and lay on the sofa all morning.
This afternoon I sat through a meal with S, K, L and Mum. I hardly uttered a word, I felt so detached and ate hardly anything.  Looking back I can't remember most of it.
Mum enjoyed it.

Later I went to see the 'Lumen festival' lights at the mound. 

Home now, there are tears, I feel nothing, but am trying to; self harm, and having a drink. I feel so alone, and I am definitely doing this alone.

Where has my life gone?