I remember so clearly after shooting this episode how I felt. I wanted to walk away and withdraw from these ladies -- to go back to back to a time where I didn't have to defend myself to them, when I just lived in a cocoon with my family, and I was not up for their scrutiny at every pit stop, when I was not trying to navigate my way through this minefield of emotion. That time seemed like a distant memory. . .Welcome to the tea party from hell.
Oh it was so difficult -- firstly knowing I had deliberately been excluded from the lunch, when generally we all do things together. If the roles had been reversed and it was my friend left out, I wouldn't have been able to accept that without saying something.
Now a point you didn’t see was the fact that I said I would not bring the subject up first at my tea party. I would wait and see if the lunch was brought up. It was casually, but provocatively, mentioned that they all went shopping after. Now I knew, just for my own dignity, that I had to confront it.