The older I become, the more I realize I am so much of THAT girl still.
Friends. What does that word mean to you? For me, it used to be the people I could run to when I had an emergency, when I just wanted to talk, and when they needed someone I was there.
I started smoking weed at 13 years old. Man, I can remember it like it was yesterday. 13... junior high, abuse, band, being beat, and molested. I was looking for an escape... I looked in all kinds of locations and directions. Fast forward to now, I am 33 with a successful career, an insanely happy marriage, and an apartment with my husband in a high rise. Life most days is amazing.