Occasionally I look at myself in the mirror; I fear myself and can barely recognise myself from a day to another. It feels my looks, gestures and the way I act change. Sometimes I just stare on how fat or thin I have become and what man I have become, I get angry over nothing.

On Wednesday, as I’m sure you know it’s hot and I wet my friend. On Friday he gets me in another way … wets my shoes (stupid me took them off in lesson), I got so mad and swearing and like proper pissed for no reason. I hate myself when I calm down and remember what I have just done and said.