I slept last night but I still couldn’t stay awake today. I have a messy flat and was late to mums for dinner. I then got moaned at for being late. I’m struggling and all I get is nagging. Then I’m told that I’m fat because I drink alcohol. I’m too tired most of the time. I find it hard enough to get up every day after my son was taken for adoption. Half the time I’m only making myself get through the days. I don’t really want to be here or even alive.