I’m not much of a blogger. I’m a thinker……..An overthinker!!!! My thoughts consume me daily, so it’s time to set them free.
Let’s start at the beginning. It’s an absolutely stunning day in Italy. A perfect day for a family wedding. You could even say that happiness and love fill the air. Not my air though, i chose not to go. I’ve got reasons why I chose to stay in Liverpool alone which i may get to in future blogs but for now, all you need to know is that it’s Friday August 3rd 2018, 20.53 pm (according to my phone history anyway, I don’t remember much) and I’m dialing 999.
Call hander; “Is the patient breathing?
Me: Yes, but I’ve taken an overdose!
it’s all abit hazy from then on, but my phone records indicate that they had to call me back 4 times. The signal in our house is terrible so I’m not surprised. Oour conversation ended at 21.12 pm, the moment the paramedics arrived on scene. I vaguely remeber being ushered into and ambulance, my next door neighbour standing outside wathcing and then nothing…………………………………………………….
But I’m still here. Ready to slowly share my story, so bear with me. It may take a little time.
You are awesome