I told my parents that I have a blog.
I felt so very sick before the moment. Sadly living in your parent's home (and it very much being their home not yours) makes revert to cloud teenager.
I was expecting shouting. I was expecting to be treated like a child. I was expecting them to say no.
(Not a great photo (of anyone!) but nearly the only one I have - please note the whoop flag in my father's pocket)
They were more - "meh" and "I'll have to start clicking to increase your site hits"
I forgot they were actual rational beings. Yes it is not the course they wanted me to take but at least they wanted to help me try and define an office space at home.
Huzzah for beating my catastrophising anxiety. Onwards. I am getting better.
(Also did anyone else have issues with commenting on the blog. About 5 or 6 people have already told me they did. Another yay for moving away from blogger. Soon my pretties, soon.)