I read that book Fat is a Feminist issue, got a bit desperate halfway through and ate it.

Does anyone really go into nursing intending to be apathetic, cold and removed from suffering? I find that very difficult to believe.

Work motivates me. I love what I do and I'm a positive person, I've always liked what I've done as a job - however grim it was.

By crying on my bed, drinking quite a lot and feeling tempted by drugs. Well, just not reading it to be perfectly honest with you. I know it's a bit of a copout.

There's still this underlying image of women that they should fulfil a certain role. It's no accident that a lot of men who are a bit misogynistic tend to say things like 'get back to the kitchen' or 'why aren't you at home looking after the kids'.

I've no interest in fashion, shoes, handbags, or sweaty shopping.

My ex-boyfriend can round last night, which was weird because I didn't know he was in a coma.