“With the help of her therapist, she’s learning to chant “step forward” to physically propel her into a more central place in the conversation”
Joan suffers from feelings of invisibility. Or another way of saying it, Joan is invisible. She has a tendency to fade into the background in any social situation as default. With the help of her therapist, she’s learning to chant “step forward” to physically propel her into a more central place in the conversation and be less invisible. “You are only as invisible as you feel” she says. It seems to be working though. I think (anyone seen Joan?) We are watching our figures, currently I’m watching mine get bigger, so we choose happy hour at Yo Sushi for Sunday brunch. It’s impossible to ignore the metaphor of a sushi train while talking about dating. Round and round they go for you to peruse and then snatch you reach out and grab one that takes your fancy only to be left feeling unfulfilled. ‘But you don’t give up’ I say vocalising my train of thought. ‘You keep on snatching dishes until finally you get the deep fried Crispy Prawn Korroke with Kimchee Mayonnaise and paradise is yours’. Joan sighs with her eyes at my gluttony and shoves her phone in front of my face. I scroll through hundreds of photos of Joan flanked in gorgeous gay men, swishing martinis. “It’s all about friends and cocktail parties. Dating is for the desperate”. I reel back in awe of Joan’s new lease on single life and before I can say “you go girl” she fixes her bob and says “stick that in your blog and smoke it!”