Can’t believe how much my life has changed in the past two months. Not only have I changed mentally and emotionally, but also physically. I haven’t been this tanned since I was a kid, and I’ve just unintentionally dropped below the 45kg mark, which I can only put down to being constantly busy. I don’t know if it’s all for the better or worse? I’m happy, and have had the most fun I’ve had in a long time, but I’ve got no-one to live my life for anymore, and therefore any reprecussions are my own only. I can fuck up as much as I like and no-one else is going to suffer from it. I’ve gone from being essentially a housewife who’s idea of a good time was staying in, cooking dinner and watching a movie, to someone who is going out every week, doing blow at clubs with dj’s and not coming home. I can’t help but think my past self would frown at my current lifestyle, but it seems like so long ago I was her. I just don’t want to get lost.