Yeah, I'm still alive .
The last 4 monthes of my life have been really hard on me. After I went back to France to start a new college year, things got real bad for me, well, it could have been worse, but it wasn't easy.
To sum up, I had no where to sleep, so I slept at friend's, or in youth hostels, or in the street (but that was because a guy at the youth hostel raped me and another one forced me to give him a blow job, I didn't want to come back there so for two days I didn't know where to go).
Anyway, I couldn't continue my studies so I had to stop and find a job.
I was a cleaning lady in a sex shop in the mornings, baby sitter from time to time, and every night I worked as a stripper/hostess in a "bar à champagne" (wine bar). And I prostituted myself.
Then I couldn't take it anymore so I decided to go away for a while. I'm back in England, at my brother's. I'm going to stay here for a while, find a job, and when it gets less cold, I'm going to travel.
I'm so tired of everything, I'm not okay but nobody seems to notice. Don't get me wrong, I love my life, I think I got a good life. The only things I hate are my body, the binging and purging (it's gotten really worse, but i'm working on that) and the fact that even if I'm ugly as fuck, every men I meet want to screw me (I will never trust a man in my life ever again).
But I relly really really love my life. I've grown up a lot those past monthes. I'm not the same girl i was. Bad things happened, I met some wonderful people, and some not so wonderful people, I did things I never thought I would do, i found out that I am damn good at stripping, I also had a lot of fun ..
But I just need to be alone for a while, and think about everything.