10 February 1993
32 years old
“If you’re pre menstrual and you know it, clap your hands…” Clap, Clap.
Annoyed, Angry and Shitty. Living with a couple is horrid. I’ve been OK all year; especially as compared to my pre Christmas trauma, but today I feel like I’m living with mum and dad, and I’m the kid.
In this diary entry, ‘Mum and dad’ were my flatmate Paul and his girlfriend. Here I am at three-ish with the real mum and dad. I was still an only child at this stage, a mini-me for my mother.