The shame is nowehere near as great as it shoud be.
I was at home the other night with nothing to do beside housework, so I did the only reasonable thing. I ignored the hovel surrounding me and channel surfed aimlessly.
This is how I stumbled upon the movie 'One Direction: this is us."
Three days later I have now watched endless YouTube footage of one Mr Harry Styles, and might be slightly smitten.
As a middle aged woman this should fill me with shame, but I find I am not as embarrassed as I should be. Instead I am reveling in my latest celeb infatuation. Those curls, those dimples.
I have 26 days left until my next billing cycle on my mobile, and I have already used half my data allocation watching that smile in action.
My emotional development must have stalled at puberty, and I am in fact a 12 year old girl.
This is how I stumbled upon the movie 'One Direction: this is us."
Three days later I have now watched endless YouTube footage of one Mr Harry Styles, and might be slightly smitten.
As a middle aged woman this should fill me with shame, but I find I am not as embarrassed as I should be. Instead I am reveling in my latest celeb infatuation. Those curls, those dimples.
I have 26 days left until my next billing cycle on my mobile, and I have already used half my data allocation watching that smile in action.
My emotional development must have stalled at puberty, and I am in fact a 12 year old girl.