My mum endured so much – so very, very much – to give me and my sister the nuclear two-parent family that society insists is The One when it comes to raising healthy and well-rounded children. She shunted her needs and her own happiness to the side so that she could focus on ours. And that realisation breaks my heart, quite frankly.

It’s easy to judge from the sidelines. It’s easy to wag your finger at Sophie Turner for… for what? For occasionally putting her own needs first? Putting on her own oxygen mask first during a disaster? Dancing? Working hard? Coparenting with her husband rather than shouldering the load her whole damn self?

Maybe they’re mad at Sophie Turner for managing to hold onto some small part of herself when she became a mother? Choosing to *checks notes* exit an “irretrievably broken” marriage with as much grace and decorum as internet trolls will allow her? Being young? Being hot? Partying? Teaching her daughters that it’s really fucking important to prioritise your own self-worth, thank you very much?

Whatever you choose to believe about this couple you’ve never met or spent any real time with before is up to you, of course. But what I will say is this: everyone has a right to be happy, including Sophie Turner. And even if you do adhere to that whole “children always come first” narrative, remember that happy people – especially happy people who aren’t trapped in loveless marriages – tend to make better bloody parents anyway. Fact.

“The shaming and blaming of Sophie Turner amid her divorce from Joe Jonas needs to stop”