31 December 2007: New Year's Eve

I woke up feeling week and disorientated.  It’s my sisters birthday party today – I would usually go, but when I feel like this I hide at home.  I hate people seeing me when I feel ill.  But when I’m absent I always gets loads of emails and texts asking if I’m OK; my mum will sometimes call me 20 times a day.  I know it’s because they care, but I don’t like all the fuss and I crave my own space.

I started to feel better later on and when a friend came over with a bottle of wine, we had an impromptu New Year’s Eve celebration.  A few more friends and my mum joined us, so it turned into a party.  We had the music on full blast and I danced the night away.