I'm in a bit of a state. I got myself sectioned a few days before my birthday, which is the 1st of September, a few weeks ago (hence the lack of tapping away on this an' that), and I've got myself in this corner where I haven't eaten a thing for nearly 3 weeks and I'm ill and sick and tired. And sick and tired of this whole fucking mess. Every 2 months having an episode. I hate this shit.
I'm too tired and weak to type much more and my head is an absolute mess. Just wanted to say that I haven't abandoned this or owt, I've just not being able to get online (and even if I could, it'd be gibberish).
Full story will follow if I ever get out. 'kin' hell. I have a feeling I'll be discharged on Tuesday so my lack of eating isn't the ward's responsibility, Ginge says I'm dreaming. I don't know, we'll see. That's the beauty of being sectioned; all decisions down to the consultant and fuck the rest.