Crying in front of a kebab shop
Of all the mildly humiliating moments in my life, this one might take gold. I was strutting down Rozengracht in my new pointy-toed kitten heels - the perfect blend of pain and aesthetic - when it suddenly felt like the sidewalk disappeared beneath me. (Which, if you've seen the current state of Rozengracht, isn’t entirely impossible.)
The one where they were on a break…
I’ve always loved romanticising my life. Thinking of it like a TV show. Wondering: what would the audience be screaming at me right now? What ships would they have? Never in a million years did I think I'd end up like Rachel in Friendswith a guy telling me he didn’t regret kissing another girl (he actually ‘liked’ it), because ‘WE WERE ON A BREAK’.
And just like that, I was single…