Isn't it odd how the past can sneak up and bite you on the arse!
I thought it would be fantastic to find old friends of days gone by but with it comes insecurity, guilt, excitement, feelings of old crushes and an overwhelming sense of being utterly inadequate.
When you're 16 the world is your oyster. 30 seems a lifetime away and your actions don't matter.
Then some fucker pops up and reminds you of something you've been burying for 17 years and life gets complicated!
Will keep u posted
xxx
