Princess of Denial.
Work is brilliant, having my own work keys is brilliant, having a locker is brilliant, my boss is brilliant, being told people “blatantly really fancy” me is brilliant, chatting before you fall asleep is brilliant, playing games in groups is brilliant, dancing is brilliant, whisky is brilliant, my hair is brilliant, lots of things are just really fucking great.
Being painfully anxious about having to socialise before work/at lunch isn’t so fab, and neither is being to anxious about socialising at a good friend’s party that I’m seriously considering not going (again), but hey-ho there are always small downsides.

Work is brilliant, having my own work keys is brilliant, having a locker is brilliant, my boss is brilliant, being told people “blatantly really fancy” me is brilliant, chatting before you fall asleep is brilliant, playing games in groups is brilliant, dancing is brilliant, whisky is brilliant, my hair is brilliant, lots of things are just really fucking great.

Being painfully anxious about having to socialise before work/at lunch isn’t so fab, and neither is being to anxious about socialising at a good friend’s party that I’m seriously considering not going (again), but hey-ho there are always small downsides.