A Survival Collective from a Chronically Ill Mummy

Your Not Who You Were In Highschool

Your Not Who You Were In Highschool

This morning I watched a video of my first high school boyfriend doing stand up comedy in Germany (and fucking rocking it) which inspired me to write this post.

I’d gone home after the first day of high school conplaining to mum about the lack of “hot” boys…only to come the second day having become the girlfriend of my first highschool boyfriend. It lasted a whole 3 months (that’s like 12 in high school time) and obviously at that age, it never really meant anything serious but it’s also something I’ve never forgotten. Back then he was a country bumpkin (we all were) with husky Dorset accent, something I really loved hearing on the phone. He was one of the most popular boys in school and I’d genuinely felt like I’d struck gold when he asked little old awkward me to be his girlfriend.

We we’re a cute cupple, in that ‘makes you want a sick bag’ kind of cute. He witnessed my first day with braces as I sat in English class holding air in my cheeks to stop the little squares from digging into my lips, (if you’ve had braces you’ll know) we’d been split up in textiles class for being court holding hands under the table and always snuck a little kiss between lessons where possible. He’d brought me a necklace which I very symbolically through on the floor after we’d had an argument and it was literally like our marriage had broken down.

I don’t know what I’d imagined he’d become when he was older, but I’ll admit a comedian has surprised me in only the BEST way possible. I absolutely love that he’s doing something I’d never even dreamed he would do because it really goes to show that you can do ANYTHING you put your mind to regardless of what people expect. Your upbringing or the fact that you weren’t the nicest person in school (don’t worry I wasn’t either) doesn’t have to define you for the rest of your life.

When your in highschool, it so easy to believe that your life is center of the universe. You spend years with people believing that you know them better than anyone else but the truth is you haven’t even figured out who you are yet and neither have they. Go easy on yourself in school, don’t let teachers make you believe it’s the be all and end all and if like me you end up feeling a bit lost and lonely know that probably everyone else around you is to. Some are just better at hiding it than others.

Thanks squishy for just doing you and inspiring the rest us. Your friendship meant more to me over the years than I ever expressed.

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