Disclaimer

Though a "Diary" my online diary is a work of FICTION.

It may at times strongly reflect actual events of my life, often how I honestly perceived them and display my genuine reactions. But not always and everything contained within should be treated as a fiction.

This is also a personal diary, so by reading it you are violating my privacy. And as it is a personal diary you are not allowed to hold anything you read in it against me, as you shouldn't have been reading it anyway.

Also, this diary is not to be read by anyone who has gone out with me, would like to go out with me in the future, or suspects I may like to go out with them.






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Wednesday, 21 August 2019

Winning as usual

Got up to call Student health and make a preliminary psych appointment.  They were closed for a staff meeting.
By the time I was supposed to ring back, I was having a cry instead.

Not as on top of things as I would like.  And feeling extra guilty about it after telling the Semi-Imaginary One that I was sorting getting myself more sorted.  It was an exaggeration.


And SO full of snot today.  Where did it all come from?
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