Thursday 15 December 2016:
No need to be alarmed. At this stage, anyway. But I have been having thoughts of suicide of late. And of late, I mean for the past year or so. My life has been punctuated by extreme highs and extreme lows.
Wow. Friday 16 December evening: Chorine tells me she "wants out."
My world has collapsed - no to be overly dramatic. But I do feel like everything's fucked.
I gave up everything to be here. Car, bike, apartment, good job. Now I have nothing. I am an unwanted guest in someone's house.
I have no money. I'm barely a legal alien in this country. The whole of the past 12 years has flown out of the window.