I'm back. Not that i ever left. Just been reading all the posts. My god how I relate to every one of them. It is 12.00 here in the middle of the day. The sun is shining, birds singing and so on. The only thing that is not singing is me. I'm still in my pj and just had a drink to cure my hangover. My head is in a mess. I gave up for 9 days a month ago. Why is it so hard to give up. No one would even know the hell i live in. Sorry just feeling lost.
