I know y’all are really open here and share so many things with us. I’m so glad we have this open dialogue, and you seem like very accepting young women. I love that! That’s exactly why I feel comfortable sharing personal things with you, whether it’s about my birth control horrors or my anxiety. But I have a confession to make…
I’m extraordinarily clumsy. Like, to a fault. So clumsy I trip over my own feet. So clumsy I run into parked cars. So clumsy I slip in the shower. I was always getting hurt as a kid to the point where my parents thought I was a hypochondriac. I was a cheerleader for nine years, and this trait led me to several very real injuries. It’s actually quite an exhausting daily struggle.
Your teen years will be filled with embarrassing moments, and frankly, those suck. I’ve been there, I know what it’s like. So I’m going to share a bunch of my embarrassing moments with you. I still embarrass myself on a daily basis as an adult, and I’ve started to embrace it as an endearing quirk. I’M REALLY CLUMSY BUT STILL CUTE YOU GUYS.
I have a really big problem with stairs. It doesn’t matter how big or small the staircase is, probability says I will fall up them (yeah, I fall up not down) or slightly misstep. The science of Caitlin, I suppose.
When I was a wee little freshman in college, I had a pretty bad fall. Our student union had two really large staircases outside the front of the building. Concrete staircases. One day, I was just casually walking up the stairs with some books and my backpack when I promptly face-planted up the stairs.
I just stayed there, showered with shame and papers. I could already tell that I had scraped my knees a good bit. I hit my chin on one of the stairs, and that was a really great look for me, I think. But no one helped me! Like, when I see people fall in front of me, I try to help them out. Or at least ask if they’re okay. NO ONE DID THIS. No one even laughed! I was just lying there, totally unacknowledged.
After a few minutes, I picked myself and my pride up off the stairs and went back to my dorm. I don’t even remember what I was on my way to do. Fortunately, I only sustained some minor injuries. More of a bruised ego than anything else.
Are you clumsy like me? What’s your most embarrassing falling story? Tell me in the comments!