The Life

Did that just happen…

Maybe you know this about me, maybe you don’t.  I have zero patience for drugs.  Zero.  I drink.  I know.  That’s legal.  I’m talking illegal stuff.  Even smoking pot.  I have zero patience for it.  Maybe because I have a family with a history of addicts?  Maybe because I feel like we should have outgrown that years ago.  Whatever the reason may be.  I consider myself an adult.  I am going to be 28.  I have been married for 2.5 years.  I am a mother.   Maybe other 28 year old people are not in my position.  Maybe they are still living with roommates.  Working part-time.  Having their parents help pay their bills while they figure out what their next step is.

I know I’m ranting.  The fact is, I actually deleted someone off of my facebook today.  I am so far beyond reading facebook posts about doing drugs, smoking weed, doing blow.  What the hell is blow anyways, I mean seriously!?  You have no better things to spend your money on?  Ever hear of Henri Bendel??  I’d much rather wear a new bangle.

Maybe I am hyper-sensitive.  Maybe these people need to grow up.  Either way.  I no longer feel like I need to be subject to their random posts of bullshit.  I’m really not trying to be a total bitch.  I don’t care what people do behind closed doors.  God knows if I did, I would no longer have a relationship with someone very important to me.  Just stop “bragging” about what you are doing.  No one thinks drugs are cool.  They are dangerous and they kill people.  Flat out.  No joke.  Smoking weed may not kill you.  It’s a gateway drug.  Don’t you remember, from middle school?

I know I can’t change people.  Nor do I care to try.  I can stop myself from reading it though.  All the random facebook statuses.  They will slowly be deleted.  They just irritate me.  Maybe it’s just me.  Maybe other people don’t care.  I would rather see pictures of my friends babies in the pool, and wearing birthday hats.  So for all the people that post stupid things on facebook about weed and bongs.  It’s the end of the road for us.  Forgive me as I sit up here on my high horse, but we were probably never really “friends” anyways.


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