I’ve been nervous for some time, questioning my tutor
“But do I have to walk upstairs and down in front of people?!”
I think only my mum and Liam understands the anxiety behind stairs; slow, clonus knee and well..
My disability!
Tonight I used fake tan for the first time in ages , painted my nails/had shellac done
‘I am a woman!’ and like Liam says- “it’s once in a lifetime event, be proud”
Continuously trying my dress on -
‘ted baker’ can I point out.
My beautiful brain
Nervous to collect the fake certificate on stage.
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