As a child I always imagined making life long friendships during those important parts of my life, cemented by shared experiences that ensured our #GirlSquad would be as strong as ever in twenty, thirty or forty years time. I assumed friends I had at school, university and in my twenties would last forever - that these relationships would continue to be as important in the future as they were in the moment. I've always been incredibly sociable and pride myself on being able to make friends easily, having always being surrounded by awesome people that I can laugh and experience life with; I was the girl that could go out alone and know ten or twenty people in every bar, the girl who could get us in without having to queue and the girl who everyone wanted to buy a drink. I was the one that was always up for a weekend away, or an impromptu night out, or even the one everyone called upon when they'd fancy trying out street dance or learning how to make sushi. Living in London I was always busy and had a diary so rammed I'd be thankful of a night to myself, but in recent years that's all changed.
As I hit 30 my friendship groups started to dwindle. People started to get married, buy houses, have babies and move into more sensible surroundings; diaries became full of family commitments and Christenings, rather than boozy nights dancing to The Spice Girls in a dirty Angel bar. Even though I quickly met my now-fiance, I started to feel more and more distanced from my friendship ...