intense curiosity and fear. ‘You’re conscious that people are looking at you or maybe making judgements about how you’re going. That’s a hard thing because you can’t be sad every minute of the day,’ he says. ‘But sometimes I’d go out with my brothers, who were single at the time, to nightclubs in Melbourne and people would see you laughing or joking and dancing around the dance floor. People would actually say, “So you’re over it?” or, “You’re better now?” and I would say, “It’s just a distraction, it’s a way of passing time.’’
