In my last post I neglected to mention that I thought Nicky's pics on OK Cupid were indicative of someone mental illnes. Part of the reason I didn't mention it was I wouldn't necessarily file it under good or bad and it was just a passing thought but it turns out I was right. They were all pictures taken a few years ago, that much is obvious from having met Nicky, and it's only their randomness placed next to eachother that give me that impression. One appears to be at some sort of fancy dress do and she is not looking directly at the camera but it's a candid shot. One is of her in a black coat on a train. Her face is overexposed and looks washed out and she isn't smiling. One is a small, strangely cropped short of her laughing and a couple appear to be selfies taken in her bedroom, when she looked much younger and slimmer and are slighly blurred. She is smiling and looks pretty.
The person I met in the pub on Sunday told me she is bi-polar and has an injection every month to stop her going crazy. I asked if she'd been sectioned. Twice, she said and it wasn't so bad. They feed you alot. She's tried suicide. I'm not sure how many times but she drank some kind of acidic cleaning fluid. She said she's had lots of dates but none of them have been a success. One guy was homeless. She bought him a bagel and he covered it in tomato ketchup and didn't say thank you. Another guy asked if he could grope her breasts.
I didn't find her very attractive and I don't think she was attracted to me but in anycase as I'm going to Bangor we both agreed that there no point in starting a relationship. We might end up being friends, though, which would be nice.
My paranoid fears about her being pushy were unfounded. She said you've got to follow your dreams.
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