“I have no special talents. I am only passionately curious.” Albert Einstein
- I am heavily tattooed.
- I am pierced, in fact I have been pierced 25 times.
- I have dreadlocks.
- I have pink, side shaved hair.
- I am (f)unemployed.
I also have an IQ according to the Cattell III B scale of 149 which puts me into the top 2 percentile and has earned me an invitation to join Mensa, the High IQ society.
Add to the dish a spoonful of self-loathing, a cup of sadness, a dash of doubt and sprinkle a topping of self-disappointment and you’re sure to be left with a recipe for dark day disaster.
I can’t say that sitting in the Primark changing rooms, balling my big brown eyes out, was my finest moment. It was however, a recent moment and one that shook me from the place of comfort that I’ve recently become accustomed too, down a rabbit hole of self pity which I’ve tried my utmost to avoid.
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