On the day I found out my dad had a year to live, I was standing at work, typing away stupidly about something I can’t remember now. And in an instant, I was catapulted into a terrible grief I knew nothing about. Like a dark room I’d never entered, feeling my way around. Gemma called my boss, my colleagues, and my best friends. Ordering one to give me time off, to get coffee, and to buy moving boxes. In the apartment, I couldn’t even remember my own name. Gemma found my passport, called my sister and arranged a pick up, and booked my flight for the next morning. Early but not too early, because she said I needed sleep. How do I even begin to pack right now? Gemma told everyone what to do. She put on my favourite songs, Taylor Swift, whom she didn’t particularly care for, and made the executive decision to toss my near-empty shampoo bottles. We walked through a handful of outfits I’d need - certainly comfy ones - as Gemma proposed. And when I’d come back to collect my t...
Correction *they laughed. Are we getting too close on this blog? Am I getting too comfortable? Maybe. But I’m gonna talk about getting embarrassed. Can anyone guess what song I was singing? It’s a banger!!!! But the moment I looked over into the Kia Soul beside me and saw a my-aged boy laughing at me, I felt my soul leave my body. Cheeks: red Fight or flight: activated Music: paused Ready to: die And the light turned green, he went down a different road, and that was the end of it. That was literally the end of it. And here’s where I had my breakthrough (early in the story! I know!) Being embarrassed is stupid you guys. It’s literally the stupidest thing. I have lived in this city (a massive one at that) a whole 4 weeks. And I’m really about to be embarrassed by some guy sitting next to me in traffic that I’ll never see again? Yeah right. Think about a time you saw someone do something stupid. Like their foot catches the sidewalk and...