Dear Kitty,
            goodness knows why, but I'm in a foul mood again. I don't even have a reason - I should be happy! I had a job interview today (well, a preliminary interview)  for a marketing job over the summer - and got invited back for the secondary interviews on Thursday! This is brilliant, and I feel very very proud.
            And yet I feel so empty. I want a cuddle. A proper cuddle, where I can just curl up and feel safe and ignore the rest of the world. My body confidence has hit rock bottom, and I just feel hideous all the time. I've spent the last few days wearing old jeans and my biggest, comfiest jumper and sitting on the sofa. Yes, I've been working out in the evenings, but I just feel so flabby and enormous. It's not a pleasant feeling, and I can't seem to make it go away. Mum's insisting on cooking for me isn't helping either.
I just want to feel attractive. Or normal.
Yours,
      Chessie
P.S I'm going to stay with Hector this weekend. Mixed feelings. Also I haven't heard from Daniel in four days. Hm.