a friend of mine was really losing her mind with kids and hubby constantly taking from her. She needed a moment of selfishness. As I sat on her couch, she started smoking a joint. I don’t smoke and I couldn’t understand what was going on. I thought it was a nervous break or something.
She began mentioning all the things she does for everyone and her life still seems empty. Then she starts talking about her husband and how his dick was small but as they got older it just wasn’t enough. We were in our 20’s. I felt bad but as a good friend, I sat listening. Waiting to just be a voice of reason and reassurance. She opened up about how everytime she wanted to leave her husband she ended up pregnant. Some mishap with her pills would always seem to happen. She put out her blunt and looked at me intently. She said, I get that you live life on the edge. But, how can you have anything for you? I still at that moment wasn’t quite understanding what she wanted from me.