Courtesy of Hello Beautiful
I remember going through a, “girl I need to get out and have a few drinks to get this off my mind for a minute,” phase in a previous relationship. I spent a lot of time discussing my issues with a friend and now that I think back to our chop up sessions, I realize that I did a lot more talking to her than I did to one of the star players in the game-The Boyfriend. It became a lot more comfortable to talk to her as opposed to him because I knew instinctively that I was afraid to disturb the alleged peace in our relationship. It was immature to think that the series of “Girls Night Outs” could be the remedy to a disintegrating relationship. Although they are a barrel of fun, ladies let’s be honest, nothing really gets accomplished on those nights except a hangover and gossip updates.
I remember this friend asking me abruptly, “why do you like him?” See I had spent so much time bitching about what I wanted to see happen that clearly was not happening that I forgot why I decided to mess with the boyfriend in the first place. Why do I like him? I took way too long to answer the damn question I’m sure she was about to call the ambulance, but I ended up replying with, “We have chemistry.”