I went out last night with three work colleagues. It was meant to be my late birthday celebration. Wednesday is not an ideal day but that’s the day we could all make it. And we didn’t hold back.
A nice Chinese dim-sum meal followed by drinks at a bar. I’m not sure what time I got back home. I wasn’t that drunk; I didn’t look because I didn’t care!
We talked, laughed and I finally opened up about my separation. It felt right to finally say it. I never wanted pity and me being at peace with it before saying anything was essential. They couldn’t believe they hadn’t noticed. I guess I am tough as well as a good actress.
It was a great night and I should do this more often.