Category: Life and Living

The strangest things can make you feel sad

The other day I was hanging some wet washing up to dry and I had an enormous wave of grief and sadness wash over me, because of a pair of pyjamas. They’re leopard print and they have pockets and they were one of my Christmas gifts the last Christmas before my Dad died. I had a flash back to putting them on, as soon as I opened them, over my clothes. I put on pretty much all the other clothes Dad and his wife bought me as well, including a pair of leopard print tights on my head. My Dad was laughing, his eyes crinkling up until you couldn’t see them anymore, and telling me I was a nutter. We all knew that Christmas was going to be his last, even though we didn’t say it. He knew it too – he really went overboard and spoilt us all.

I read an article recently that really resonated with me. You can read it here. It talks about life carrying on, and changing in ways that mean a person you’ve lost wouldn’t recognise things anymore. When we moved house I got really upset that my Dad wouldn’t know where we lived anymore, if in some way he could ever come back (I’m actually welling up typing this, the thought still gets me). When I changed my car it occurred to me that he wouldn’t know it was me if he saw me driving down the street. I still have his phone number in my mobile, and cant being myself to delete it, just in case he managed to get in touch. All daft thoughts, I know. (Also, can you imagine how freaked out I’d be if my phone rang and “Dad” popped up?!)

I can’t imagine how that grief must be magnified if you lose a partner.

We went to Dubrovnik last week, me and the husband and Dad’s wife. And we talked about Dad, as we often do. We knew he’d be happy that the 3 of us are so close and that Julie (Dad’s wife) travels with us. But there’s that ever present reminder that the 3 of us are together because Dad isn’t here anymore.

Grief can hit you at any time, unexpectedly, it can take the shine off your day; zap your mood from hero to zero in an instant.

But it can also bring back happy memories, reminding you to think of the good times.

Almost 2 years on and I’m still learning that, actually, grief is a law unto itself. It doesn’t go away. It just changes over time.

Thanks, as always, for reading. x

Grief and guilt

I was 13 when my Nan – my Mom’s Mom – died. I spent a lot of time with her growing up, with all my grandparents actually. She looked after me when I was poorly and my Mom was at work, or during summer holidays, or just because. She had an infectious laugh. She used to let me play hairdressers with her grey curly permed hair and made me cheese sandwiches with sweet pickled onions. In summertime she would sit in a deckchair in the garden while I made up songs and dances with an upturned mop. We’d go for afternoon walks where she’d nose in other people’s houses as we passed. She always had a tin of broken biscuits in the cupboard. She was ace.

Inevitably though, when I think of my Nan, I always come back to a similar memory which makes me feel sick with shame even now, 27 years on. My grandad used to homebrew beer and lager. He had a set up at home with all the kit. And one day me and Nan went to the local town and she had to buy him a new brewing container, like a big plastic bin. On the walk home (Nan didn’t drive) I was carrying this big plastic bin, in a black bin liner, and it was bashing against my legs and it meant I couldn’t walk on the wall like I always did when we came back from town. So I was grumbling and whinging and Nan took it off me and struggled herself with the other bags as well.

If my Nan was around now, or probably even at the time, she probably wouldn’t have even remembered that day. She certainly wouldn’t have held any grudge and would tell me not to be silly. I was just a kid after all, probably about 10 or 11 when it happened.

But it weighs heavily on my mind, and I can’t help it.

I have a different type of guilt when I think of my Dad. I’m sure I did lots of shitty thoughtless things to him when I was a kid, but there’s nothing huge that springs to mind. There was the time, after he and Mom had divorced, that I was supposed to go out to lunch with him (it was his birthday or maybe Fathers Day) but I’d been out clubbing all night and fell into such a deep sleep that I missed my alarm and all his calls. I do feel bad about that, but in later years we talked and even laughed about it. That’s one of the “good” things (if you can call it that) about him being terminally ill and knowing that time was limited. We got the chance to say all the things we wanted to say. I apologised for things like the afore mentioned deep sleep incident. I brought up anything that had upset me or played on my mind but I’d squirrelled away, because that’s what people do, and he was able to explain situations and put me at ease. I can’t imagine losing someone suddenly and having unfinished business or unanswered questions.

Me and Dad

The guilt I have around losing my Dad is mainly connected to what I’ve gained as a result of his death. He was a very switched on and organised man who was saving towards his future retirement, which he was supposed to enjoy with his wife. And obviously his diagnosis stole that from him; from both of them. So I was in the position of losing my Dad at what I think to be a young age, certainly prematurely to what I ever feared but also being left some money. Money that I didn’t need, didn’t want and certainly didn’t want to inherit in such fucking tragic circumstances. Money that, his wife told me, he wanted me to have for my future in the absence of him having a future. The only thing he asked of me, before he died, was not waste it. I know he meant spend it on shoes!

There’s a huge amount of responsibility that comes with inheriting money as a result of such a life changing loss. The thought of using it towards enjoyment when it existed purely because my Dad had died was unthinkable to me. But having money sitting there doing nothing isn’t what my Dad would have wanted either. He wanted me to enjoy it and benefit from it. So we’ve used some of it towards our home. We’ve been able to stay in our chosen area and buy a property with the intention of having building work and renovations done to make it into a perfect home for us. We couldn’t have done that otherwise (well we could, but we’d be living on dust and in a building site while we saved up enough money to do the work we needed). My Dad’s gift has given us a home and garden that we love with all our heart (so much so that we don’t go out anywhere near as much as we used to!) It has given us some financial security and an investment in our future, because the work we’ve had done on our house will increase the value as the years progress.

But how can I be so happy with something that has come at such a huge personal cost? The dichotomy between loving it, and hating the situation that made it possible. Knowing that the person in my life who would have been THE MOST EXCITED for us will never see it. He’d have been involved every step of the way; wanting photos, listening to our builder woes, telling us to give people a kick up the ass. He’d have walked in and done his amazed face where his eyes opened really wide and he said “WOW. Just WOW”. He’d have walked backwards and forwards and around and said things like “I tell you what…” and not finish the sentence because he’d spotted something else to look at. He’d have opened and closed and opened our bifold doors and said something like “these are a bit smart”. He’d have listened while I told him about all the different birds that come to our bird table and how my hydrangea is growing back after a cold winter. His eyes would have crinkled up at the sides like they did when he was happy and he’d have hugged me really tight.

And all of that would have happened because of the money he gave us, but can’t happen because the money he gave us is because he died.

It’s a headfuck.

I feel so lucky to have a wonderful home, but so unlucky to have been afforded it in the way it’s happened. All I can be is thankful and grateful to him. To do him proud. To have invested the money wisely in property, and not in my wardrobe! To be happy and settled. To share it with family. To make it a welcoming and lovely place to be. A place he would have approved of. To try not to feel guilty, because what good does that do? Gratitude is much more useful than guilt.

Somehow though, just like the feeling I have when I think about my Nan, it’s something I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to shake off.

Thanks, as always, for reading. x

5 things I’m loving right now

You know when there are simple things in life that bring a smile to your face? These are my current ones!

James Bay – Pink Lemonade

Considering I thought most of the single releases from his previous album wee a load of melancholy tosh, I can’t get enough of this song. Is it recorded in a different key maybe? There’s something about it. Love.

Burgers and outdoor eating

BurgerA couple of years back we bought an electric “barbecue” because the gestapo management company thought we’d burn our apartment building down if we used fire. When we moved into our house last year we expected to retire it, but it’s actually been a continuing revelation for outdoor eating after work when it’s just the two of us and a full on barbecue with coals and stuff is too much like hard work. The husband has it down to a T, and cooks THE most incredible burgers on there. Not even blowing smoke up his ass because he reads this, they’re the best burgers I’ve ever had, ever. Tasty, juicy, moist, yum! Loaded onto a brioche bun and topped with pickles, cheese slices and relish, I seem unable to stop at just one.

Frasier
FrasierI always thought that Frasier would be a pompous, up it’s own ass, not particularly funny comedy show, and never had any interest in watching it. Until the husband, buoyed by watching a few episodes out of sync on Saturday morning TV, bought the box set with a view to starting from the very beginning. What can I say, apart from “I was wrong”. Yup, hold my hand up, it’s nothing like I feared. It’s gentle, clever, dry and very very witty. Niles is my absolute favourite. I love nothing more than snuggling down for a 3 or 4 episode binge and some guaranteed lols.

Sunshine and being in the garden

Plants in my gardenThis needs no explanation. If you follow me on instagram you’ll have noticed I’m a weather obsessive. The sun makes everything better. Waking up, getting out of bed, leaving the house. Even being at work is more tolerable knowing there’s sunshine just outside the door. After a loooooong winter, we seem to have had better than average weather for the past month and I am living for it. Combined with that, my garden is just everything to me. I’d rather spend money on plants than shoes (I said that jokingly a few weeks ago, then realised that it’s completely true and I’m not even bothered!) and potting flowers and waiting for them to bloom is such a joy. The patio resembles a garden centre! We’re having a new lawn laid today and I’m ridiculously excited (sad, I know!) and I’m sure I’ll be sharing pics in the weeks to come.

Royal Wedding

Royal WeddingI wasn’t overly into Harry and Meghan’s wedding in the lead up but ever since I watched the coverage on TV I can’t get enough of it! Pictures, articles, opinions – I want it all. And just how beautiful are the official photos released yesterday? Harry’s smile – could he be any happier? I think it’s a modern day love story; not only about Meghan getting her Prince, but about H getting his happy ending too (no sniggering at the back, rude readers).

What’s dinging your dong right now? Let me know in the comments!

Thanks, as always, for reading. x

Friday Feeling [32] – who you gonna call? Gay Bar!

We’d all like to think that we’d instinctively know what to say or do if a family member shared something important with us, but it’s not always the case. Sometimes we might need advice from a third party.

It’s not very often, though, that the third party would be a gay bar!

This story is pretty heartwarming – a bartender at a mostly gay bar in Mississippi took a call from a woman who’s son had just come out to her, and she didn’t want to say the wrong thing, so she called the bar for some advice.

Altogether now…aw!

Maybe not the most conventional approach, but thoughtful nonetheless.

Good on that Mom!

Read the full story here.

Thanks, as always, for reading!

Friday Feeling [30] – 106th birthday celebrations

What’s the best way to celebrate turning 106? If you’re Jack Reynolds, you go on a 60 metre high, 400 metre long zipwire; casually gaining another Guinness World Record on the way.

I say another, because Jack is no stranger to marking his birthday with a new World Record. Last year, at 105, he became the oldest person to ride a rollercoaster; and the year before that, at 104, he was the oldest person to get a tattoo.

He even participated in the ice bucket challenge when he was 102, wearing just a pair of Union Jack pants!

Daredevil Jack is doing more in his 100s than a lot of people do in a lifetime; how amazing is that! Plus, he’s raising money for charity along the way.

Just look at his face!

106 year old Jack Reynolds

Read the full story here.

Thanks, as always for reading! x

Friday Feeling [29] – when you think you’re having a bad day, read this!

This is one of the funniest stories I’ve read in a long long time – I defy you not to laugh out loud at it!

17 years ago a man brought some pepperoni to some of his naval buddies in British Colombia, and set it on his hotel room windowsill to refrigerate until he saw them later that day.

In the interim, while he was out for a walk, the pepperoni attracted the attention of some seagulls who decided to have a tasty snack at his expense, and take over his room in the process.

Seagulls

What ensues is rib ticklingly hilarious in a way that me summarising could not do justice to.

Have a read here, and be forever grateful your day hasn’t ended in a 17 year hotel ban!

Hope your Friday is going well!

Thanks, as always, for reading. x

Coming out of my cocoon

I’ve noticed that I tend to neglect myself in January and February. And this year it spilled right over into March too! Not in a “woe is me” kind of way. Just in a “can’t be arsed” kind of way. Know what I mean? Pyjamas become uniform (if I’m not wearing them by 6.30pm on a week night something’s horribly wrong), lack of socialising leads to longer than is acceptable eyebrows and greasier than acceptable roots, and I generally just want to hide away and wait for Spring when I start to choose to feel human and bothered again.

It doesn’t help that last year was so crazy busy with moving house, and our builders were on site right up until 3 days before Christmas, so now we’re finally settled in to our new lovely extended open plan downstairs we just don’t want to leave. In fact I’ve joked in recent months that I’ve developed weekend agoraphobia (not that agoraphobia is a joke, before anyone gets the wrong idea, but my reticence to leave the house from Friday night to Monday morning has become quite the source of amusement for my work colleagues).

And if I’m not leaving the house, I’m often not leaving my PJs!

With lighter nights, milder temperatures and spring flowers all making an appearance I start to feel like I should be making an effort too. Bits of colour appear in my wardrobe and layers become singular. Toenails will be painted in anticipation of sandals. I’ll start to think about fake tan (I’m so unattractively pasty right now). It somehow all feels more worth it when winter is over.

People joke about hibernating in winter, but I would genuinely like to! It just doesn’t suit me – physically or mentally. Spring and Summer is when I thrive and am at my best.

It’s just a shame that Spring feels so reticent to make itself known this year. We keep getting the occasional glimpse, but it just doesn’t last (although I did spend a lovely couple of hours in my garden potting flowers yesterday)

Anyone else feel this way? Or am I the only seasonally slovenly sloth around here!

Thanks, as always, for reading! x

Male suicide

Last night when I got home, I found out that a friend’s brother had taken his own life on Tuesday.

This morning, a different friend saw the horrifying sight of a man hanging from a motorway bridge as he drove to work.

Only last week, 84 sculptures were revealed on top of the ITV building in London, to highlight the number of men who take their own life every week in the UK. This is part of Project84 – a campaign run by CALM (Campaign Against Living Miserably).

Project 84 male suicide sculptures

Male suicide is the single biggest killer of men under 45 in the UK, and reports indicate this is due to social rather than biological reasons. Please make sure all the men in your life – family, friends, work colleagues – know there are people available to talk to, and that sharing their problems does not make them less masculine or reflect on their manliness in anyway.

If you are experiencing problems and suicidal thoughts; whether you’re male or female, you can contact professionals including The Samaritans.

Thanks, as always, for reading. x

 

 

Friday Feeling [28] – Guide dog for the…dog?

It’s not only blind and visually impaired people who can benefit from a guide dog; blind canines can too!

Golden Retriever Jake had to have both of his eyes removed following severe infections when he was a puppy and his owners were understandably worried about how he would manage without sight.

But their other, younger Golden Retriever Addie stepped in as Jake’s official guide; helping him to climb the stairs and get around on walks.

Blind Jake and Addie.PNG

The two have their own instagram account where they’re often pictured dressed the same, and Jake wears a bell on his collar so that guide Addie always knows where he is to be able to help him.

Read the full story here.

Thanks, as always, for reading! x

100 truths blogger tag

I love a tag post – even if it’s one I asked to be included in! (in my defence, Sophie at Wife Mother Life was asking for people who wanted to get involved).

I find these kind of tags quite self-enlightening and thought provoking too. I hope you enjoy reading, and if you want to get involved then please tag me in your post or leave your link in the comments so I can have a look.

With no further ado…!

First things first

1) What’s your name?

Kelly

2) Any nicknames or aliases?

A couple of friends call me Sue (it’s an in-joke). Nothing apart from that.

3) Your gender?

Female

4) Your star sign?

Sagittarius

5) How old are you?

Recently 40.

6) Your relationship status?

Married (10 years in September)

7) Any children?

Hell no!

8) Any pets?

Nope, my lifestyle isn’t conducive to looking after other living things.

9) Any tattoos or piercings?

Piercings: In my ears: lobe, upper lobe, tragus, auricle, helix and conch/orbital. Plus right nipple and belly button.

Tattoos: Lots across my lower back up my left hand side, onto my left shoulder and upper arm and and across the top of my back. They all kind of fit together to make one big piece. And I have a floral beaded cuff tattooed around my wrist.

10) What do you like about yourself?

My height and my legs (from a physical point of view). Personality wise I guess my sense of humour and my empathy.

11) What do you dislike about yourself?

Nose is probably the only thing I’d actively change (it’s wonky) – that doesn’t mean I love myself, just that I can accept all the other things that aren’t perfect because otherwise I’d drive myself crazy! Personality wise, I overthink things, and I’m a terrible procrastinator.

12) Righty or lefty?

Righty

Lasts

13) The last thing you drank:

Water

14) The last thing you ate:

A boiled egg

15) Your last phone call:

My husband after work last night (I missed other calls later as I was in bed by 9pm!)

16) Your last text message:

To my husband about some washing!

17) Your last email:

To my husband (there’s a theme here…I do have other people in my life)

18) The last song you listened to:

No idea, something on the radio on my way to work?

19) The last book you read:

I’m reading “Building a Story Brand” by Donald Miller for work, but for enjoyment it was Marching Powder by Rusty Young.

20) The last time you cried:

On Friday, about a homeless person in the snow.

21) The last blog you read:

Vintage Vixen – she’s this amazing lady who dresses solely in bright and funky vintage clothes. She’s not long got back from India and is sharing travel pics.

22) The last person you spoke to:

Work colleague

23) The last place you visited:

The toilet?!

24) Your last holiday abroad:

Rome, for my 40th.

Have you ever?

25) Have you ever gotten back with an ex?

No.

26) Have you ever been cheated on?

Yes.

27) Have you ever cheated on someone?

Yes.

28) Have you ever lost someone special to you?

Yes. My Dad’s death was the hardest thing I’ve ever faced.

29) Have you ever been so drunk you threw up?

Of course! Not these days though; I don’t even get hangovers, really (that’s due to luck, not alcohol abstinence)

30) Have you ever fallen out of love with someone?

Yes.

31) Have you ever met someone who changed you?

I don’t think so. Probably, but in a subtle way rather than a big change that I can think of.

32) Have you ever been in a situation where you found out who your real friends are?

Yes. When my Dad was ill and dying.

33) Have you ever kissed someone you probably shouldn’t have?

Totally. I kissed a lot of boys when I was younger.

34) Have you ever found out people were talking about you behind your back?

Not actively, but I don’t doubt it’s happened!

35) Have you ever broken someone’s heart?

I don’t know? I don’t think so.

36) Have you ever kissed a stranger?

Yes! See number 33!

37) Have you ever had your own heart broken?

I thought I’d been heartbroken at the end of previous relationships, but in retrospect it was no more than (sometimes very) severe hurt. Again my Dad’s death was the worse pain I’ve ever felt, which counts more than breaking up with exes (or being broken up with)

38) Have you ever had sex on the first date?

No. But I don’t judge people that do. If it feels right then go for it.

39) Have you ever been arrested?

No. I’ve been in a police car once following a drunken row outside a nightclub with a boyfriend – they wanted to drive me home and I begged them not to because my parents would have killed me!

40) Have you ever been attracted to someone that isn’t the gender you usually find attractive?

Yes. It’s more about appreciating attractiveness and personality than something sexual though; like a case of wanting to be them (rather than be with them)

41) Have you ever done something you regret?

Of course. Said things, done things, not said things and not done things. It’s part of life.

42) Have you ever had a threesome?

No.

43) Have you ever embarrassed yourself in public?

Welcome to my mid 20s!

44) Have you ever misjudged someone?

Regularly, when I was younger. And I’ve also been misjudged in return.

Beliefs and opinions

45) Do you believe in God?

No. If God exists then he’s one cruel motherfucker.

46) Do you believe in yourself?

Not really. Not in a pathetically weak way, just in that I don’t think “I’m capable of doing anything I want to”, you know? I guess I know my own limitations.

47) Do you believe in Santa Claus?

Yes, otherwise I won’t get any Christmas presents.

48) Do you believe in ghosts?

I believe in something. Spirits, maybe. A presence.

49) Do you believe in aliens?

Yes. There’s a lot of truths that are kept from the general public.

50) Do you believe in miracles?

No, but I do believe in powerful coincidences.

51) Do you believe in the power of positive thinking?

I’m not sure. I mean, if you think you’re going to fail, then you’ll fail, but I’m not sure the opposite really applies. I guess it helps though?

52) Do you believe in love at first sight?

No. I believe in lust at first sight, but love is made up of so much more than appearances, how can you possibly love someone so immediately?

53) Can money make you happy?

Not on it’s own but it sure can take the pressures of life off, and that contributes to happiness.

54) Would you describe yourself as a feminist?

No. I believe in equality, but I think feminism has gone too far the other way – the term “feminist” is too associated with man haters, and that’s not my bag at all.

55) Are you pro-life or pro-choice?

Pro-choice. 110%. Don’t butt in to a woman’s individual circumstances.

56) Do you have strong political beliefs?

Yes, I believe that politics causes trouble and that there are no legit politicians. Everyone has their own agenda rather than wanting the best for the people. And I believe that Trump and politics should not be connected in anyway.

57) Do you have strong religious beliefs?

Yes, I strongly believe that religion causes trouble. Most of the background and history of religion is way too bonkers to be taken seriously. Having said that, if it brings comfort to a person then good for them.

58) What do you think the most important thing you can give a child is?

Love, time and attention. And Calpol (spoken as a true non maternal being!)

Right Now

59) Are you eating anything right now?

No.

60) Are you drinking anything right now?

No.

61) What are you listening to right now?

Work colleagues typing..

62) What are you thinking about right now?

My lunch (food is never far from my mind!)

63) What are you waiting for right now?

My lunchbreak (I can have it whenever, but I’m prioritising these questions, lucky readers!)

64) What are you most excited about right now?

A long weekend away this weekend.

65) What’s your pet hate right now?

Winter. Just go away already. Oh, and my hair. I’m in fringe limbo – should it stay or should it go?

66) What’s your favourite thing right now?

Sleep. Early nights. I can’t get enough! (I’m so old)

67) If you weren’t answering these questions, what would you be doing right now?

Eating my lunch!

Firsts

68) Your first best friend?

Suzanne Churchill

69) Your first kiss?

Leigh Turner

70) Your first celebrity crush?

George Michael

71) Your first holiday?

Ibiza when I was 6 with my grandparents (my Mom and Dad couldn’t afford for all of us to go, so they paid for me instead).

72) Your first pet?

A goldfish

73) Your first regret?

Asking for the Barbie dollhouse instead of the Barbie caravan (my parents thought the same and changed it for me)

74) Your first job?

Saturday girl in a clothes shop

75) Your first childhood memory?

Sitting on the edge of the bath in the flat we lived in until I was 3, with my Dad wiping spilt milk off my face with a facecloth)

Which would you choose?

76) Love or money?

Love

77) Twitter or Facebook?

Facebook

78) Hook up or relationship?

Relationship. The idea of going back to dating now makes me shudder.

79) Dogs or cats?

Kittens and certain little dogs (like my Mom’s scruffy rescue terrier)

80) Coffee or tea?

Tea, although I do enjoy a morning espresso

81) Beer or wine?

Wine. Make it a large please.

82) Sweet or savoury?

Savoury. Crisps over cake every time.

83) Introvert or extrovert?

Extrovert. Mouthy and opinionated.

84) Vampires or werewolves?

Vampires.

85) Seaside or countryside?

Seaside.

86) Summer or winter?

Summer, no question (fuck off winter)

87) Books or movies?

Books. I’m not a big film fan, I have too short an attention span.

88) Horror or comedy?

Comedy. I hate horror films.

A few random questions to finish on

89) Do you wish you could change your past?

No. I think your past brings you to your present, and if you’re happy with where you are then you shouldn’t change things.

90) What’s your dream job?

Something travel related.

91) What’s your guilty pleasure?

Crappy games on my phone!

92) What are you afraid of?

Being alone. Not for a couple of hours, but longer term. Loss.

93) What was the first thing you wanted to be when you grew up?

A lawyer (I was an academic child!)

94) If you could have any super power, what would it be?

Eat as much as I wanted and never gain weight.

95) If you could change anything about your life what would it be?

I’d like to have more get up and go in everyday life. Be more dynamic.

96) Would you want immortality?

No. Imagine watching everyone around you die and being left alone?

97) If you could interview anyone alive or dead who would you choose?

I’d love a chat with my Nan. She died when I was 12. I would have loved to have an adult relationship with her. Famous people don’t bother me that much.

98) Would you say you are happy?

Yes.

99) What one piece of advice would you give to yourself at age eighteen?

Don’t put all your eggs in one boy basket!

100) Where would you like to be in five years’ time?

Happy. That’s all I ever crave to be.

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5) How old are you?

6) Your relationship status?

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8) Any pets?

9) Any tattoos or piercings?

10) What do you like about yourself?

11) What do you dislike about yourself?

12) Righty or lefty?

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25) Have you ever gotten back with an ex?

26) Have you ever been cheated on?

27) Have you ever cheated on someone?

28) Have you ever lost someone special to you?

29) Have you ever been so drunk you threw up?

30) Have you ever fallen out of love with someone?

31) Have you ever met someone who changed you?

32) Have you ever been in a situation where you found out who your real friends are?

33) Have you ever kissed someone you probably shouldn’t have?

34) Have you ever found out people were talking about you behind your back?

35) Have you ever broken someone’s heart?

36) Have you ever kissed a stranger?

37) Have you ever had your own heart broken?

38) Have you ever had sex on the first date?

39) Have you ever been arrested?

40) Have you ever been attracted to someone that isn’t the gender you usually find attractive?

41) Have you ever done something you regret?

42) Have you ever had a threesome?

43) Have you ever embarrassed yourself in public?

44) Have you ever misjudged someone?

45) Do you believe in God?

46) Do you believe in yourself?

47) Do you believe in Santa Claus?

48) Do you believe in ghosts?

49) Do you believe in aliens?

50) Do you believe in miracles?

51) Do you believe in the power of positive thinking?

52) Do you believe in love at first sight?

53) Can money make you happy?

54) Would you describe yourself as a feminist?

55) Are you pro-life or pro-choice?

56) Do you have strong political beliefs?

57) Do you have strong religious beliefs?

58) What do you think the most important thing you can give a child is?

59) Are you eating anything right now?

60) Are you drinking anything right now?

61) What are you listening to right now?

62) What are you thinking about right now?

63) What are you waiting for right now?

64) What are you most excited about right now?

65) What’s your pet hate right now?

66) What’s your favourite thing right now?

67) If you weren’t answering these questions, what would you be doing right now?

68) Your first best friend?

69) Your first kiss?

70) Your first celebrity crush?

71) Your first holiday?

72) Your first pet?

73) Your first regret?

74) Your first job?

75) Your first childhood memory?

76) Love or money?

77) Twitter or Facebook?

78) Hook up or relationship?

79) Dogs or cats?

80) Coffee or tea?

81) Beer or wine?

82) Sweet or savoury?

83) Introvert or extrovert?

84) Vampires or werewolves?

85) Seaside or countryside?

86) Summer or winter?

87) Books or movies?

88) Horror or comedy?

89) Do you wish you could change your past?

90) What’s your dream job?

91) What’s your guilty pleasure?

92) What are you afraid of?

93) What was the first thing you wanted to be when you grew up?

94) If you could have any super power, what would it be?

95) If you could change anything about your life what would it be?

96) Would you want immortality?

97) If you could interview anyone alive or dead who would you choose?

98) Would you say you are happy?

99) What one piece of advice would you give to yourself at age eighteen?

100) Where would you like to be in five years’ time?

Thanks, as always, for reading!