‘You know, even when I was in a relationship I had those worries. Everyone was overtaking me,’ I tell her, fascinated by how similar our insecurities would have been even though we would’ve thought we were in such different situations. ‘It worried me so much I became obsessed by it. I didn’t want to be left behind and so preoccupied with what everyone else was doing. Always looking longingly outwards rather than contentedly inwards.’
