This is where the blogs split off and go their separate ways. Too many people I know are reading the other blog now. I sanitised it before extracts were published in the Evening Post, taking out anything political (that could get me sacked) or personal (that could get me sued).
I've been feeling rubbish this last week, driving myself mad with jealous, suspicious thoughts. Envious of any female with hair and their own boobs who my husband might come into contact with. I feel like a freak. Hair like a baby and a scarred and mutilated apology for a breast. My life as a woman is over...
This is the sort of thing I can't put on the other blog because I have to remain 'inspirational'...
Bollocks to that....
