Just had a meeting with my social worker Sarah. Shes reaallly helping to sort my mess of a life out
I feel free again and it’s all down to my little bro, who stepped up and spoke out cos he was worried about me. I was in a really bad place when I called him. I’d done a bunk to London, thought I could get away from it all there but actually ran out of money and had nowhere to go – what a stupid idea. I called little bro cos I just didn’t know who else I could turn to, who wouldn’t judge me and rant on the phone. He came to meet me and said he had to tell the folks – was pretty p***ed when I knew he’d done that but then the police turned up
It took a while for me to talk about what happened cos I just felt really stupid for being a total d*ck and falling for M and then ashamed and sick about what situation I’d got myself into
Anyway things are looking up – I’m retaking some of my gcses so I can start an art course at college next year and the friends that mean something have stuck by me. They feel guilty for not realising what was happening but I wouldn’t have known back then either
I really hope no-one else gets into the situation I did, its really hard to see a way out. As much as I still have a sick feeling about what happened it’s in the past and the police put me in touch with people who are helping me work it out – its gonna be ok.