Don't You Forget About Me

by Mhairi McFarlane

I have to plug my mouth with a parsnip to stop myself from laughing. Why did I contemplate crying off this lunch? Carbs, more alcohol, hot gravy, and Nana Hogg lols. It’s the perfect distraction from my distress.

“It’s like aggressive hygge. Celebrate how great you are and what a nice time you have by yourself. Refuse to partake in the self-loathing we’re virtually commanded to, in this sick society.”