When i came back to UK from USA. I had been living in a board and care out there for 3 years. I remember walking into my mums house…the first proper home id walked into in 3 years. It was so emotional in a good way. And just being able to have my own bedroom again and not worry about things getting stolen. It was so good.
I had a crush on a minor bigshot and ran into him at a dance/bar. He was spinning me around on the dance floor. But he was too shallow. I don’t really have many good positive memories.