So it goes like this: I was on a night out with a great friend having a good laugh and quite a few Jägerbombs and double Disaronno and cokes. Of course, we had to make compromises due to the long queues at the places we wanted to go (and we are not women who wait – long queues are for bus stops and supermarkets, not a night out). So we landed in a sweet, little bar with no queues and which served drinks – a perfect combo! A table was free so we parked. Happily the table next to us was full of some really chill, nice people. I got chatting to one of them as they kindly showed me where the loo was. Note: I was not that drunk, but I had ‘forgotten’ my glasses (OK, I admit – sometimes vanity gets the best of me).
After I came back I thought you know what? She helped me let’s have a drink together. We were great friends after we came back and so we joined her friends. The conversation flowed, I really connected with these guys –good times. Finally! People who got me and understood where I was coming from. We bonded so well (you can always tell when someone asks if you can go to the loo with them for a chat about a personal problem that they think you might to be able to help with).
At this point I should have had an inkling – why pick me for assistance with clarity and support? Drunk old me? But Ok, I took it. How my world was crushed… as she casually mentioned they were all high on Molly! I don’t make judgements, not something I would do to be honest, its none of my business. BUT the people who finally understood me, who I bonded with, connected with, were all high! What does that say about me? What is my thought process like, how do I see the world sober(ish)? Do I ramble, do I go off on tangents… So bereft I was I then called my mum when I got home (sorry Mum, I know calls at 3am are not cool, but it was an emergency). ‘Hey Mum, do I talk like I’m out of it?’ I asked… the answer was a simple ‘Yes, Phoebe.’
Cool. Great. Good times… Will I ever have a conversation with someone who actually gets me when not under the influence of drugs? Apparently not.