When I was 14, I went to a All Hallows school dance, and a girl, in what I can only imagine was a misguided attempt to give me a hickey, just straight out bit the side of my neck.
I wish I could tell you that I was mature about it. I wish I could tell you that 14 year old Nathan laughed it off, and continued to mack out with that lovely girl.
But instead, I immediately ran away, jumped a fence and went into the city with a few friends and showed them my battle-scar.
This has been a post.
Hey that was me. I’ve never recovered and now I’ll never love again.