Living on Lentils Part Two

I really want to try and turn the blog of doom into a refreshing, witty account of the challenges I faced over the past few years. It's not like having cancer by any means, I didn't starve, or end up living on the street. I didn't turn to drugs or alcohol so perhaps the Oprah appeal is missing but I know I can write well, I can entertain through my writing (although this blog begs to differ) but I am going to have a crack at it. Is it possible to turn a situation which has the potential to be a diatribe of misery into a witty, anecdotal escapade. To be honest I'm not sure. There may have to be some embellishment of the truth. Perhaps I'll have to add a drug overdose, slit wrists or just excessive drinking to make a dramatic read. Perhaps living on lentils isn't very exciting but it's what I did...