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For a while now I’ve been wanting to write this while I’m up.

I’m not going to linger on the contents of my previous post too much - even though I haven’t blogged the more recent events, I’d consider Monday the 13th Dec a semi-major turning point in my life. On the Tuesday of that week I found myself in Singleton Hospital in Swansea getting 15 stitches. On the Wednesday I found myself in Morriston Hospital speaking to a psychiatric nurse. Overall, I feel let down by the NHS - they’re relatively happy to fix the issues on the surface but when it comes to what’s underneath, I keep getting passed about as if nobody really wants the responsibility.

I have been considering dropping out of university. I’m not entirely convinced it’s not for me. However, the hassle I’d have to go through to do that makes me wonder if it’s just easier to stick with it. People have been pissing me off to the extreme there but I’m hoping I might be able to talk to people to get it sorted out.

So far this Christmas holiday has been good - I spent some time at Colin’s to get me away from Swansea, which really helped. Then came the ntl.talk party which was generally fantastic. When I got back to Nottingham I met up with Shell and Karl, went to the pub and had a good day out with them.

Anyway, I’m not entirely sure what to say. I’m trying not to linger on the past (the events of last week have made me want to stop mutilating) whilst trying to look positive for the future.

Khyle.