❤️ 22nd August 2017 - Journal

Today I woke up to a letter posted through my letter box. As if the postman had been. Only for the postman to arrive about half an hour later and put two items through my door. The first letter was a letter about stopping my mortgage for two months. Clearly someone had taken it and read through it. 

I am really sad about leaving London, but little things like this remind me I have no choice.

I was also at the library trying to apply for a job, but my stupid security camera kept on moving and I couldn't get it to face the door again. This caused so much anxiety because they keep coming into my house without permission, I had to leave.

I am going to buy alcohol now.... anything to releave these horrible feelings I am subjected to daily, because of them.