January – Heartbreak City, shrugged off contact from my biological stalker father, bad dates began, drank heavily.
February – Trips to Amsterdam and Rennes.
March – Panicked about immigration status and fell in love like an idiot.
April – Received Indefinite Leave to Remain and went on Mexico disaster trip.
May – Started my blog, was gloriously, sickeningly happy.
June – Heartbreak City, joined Twitter, bad dates continued.
July – Spider bite, ex-boyfriend reappeared, drank heavily.
August – Quit my job, filed for divorce, racist work melodrama, Wilderness festival, trip to Malta, trip to Edinburgh.
September – Trip to New York, started College, more bad dates.
October – Bought a flat. Really fucking bad dates.
November – Huge depression, birthday, Another ex-boyfriend reappeared.
December – Trip to Moscow, Mother Lawler moved to UK with dog, I moved into my own flat. Final bad date of 2011. Tried not to go mad. Drank heavily.
Cue Fleetwood Mac’s, ‘Don’t Stop.’
Here’s to 2012.