Diary of a Separation
Tuesday 13th March 2018
I’m weeing while seated on the toilet. Just one of the many compromises I’ve had to make in order to “fit in”. The thought of leaving urine marks (even after wiping both seat and lid) s too much to bear. Moving into a new place and sharing it with two other people brings the paranoid out in me. I still remember the first two nights here were constipation-driven.