Getting started

‘I understand…I understand’ I was in the middle of an ‘Aunt Alice’ session for my best friend. She was having fights with her boyfriend who happened to have a problem with practically everything she does. From the clothes she wears to the guys she talks to. ‘But he loves me a lot you know’ she was saying between her sobs. ‘Ya puhleez’ I thought in my mind what kind of love was that when you don’t let your partner be what they are. According to her he is just possessive because he loves her lots (she kept stressing on that word quite a bit) I always nodded in agreement, I did not want to add on to her woes. She kept crying and crying till her handkerchief was soaked.

‘I will never speak to him…never! Let him go to hell!’. Just then the phone rang. It was her boyfriend on the other end. I was getting ready for another sob session. Since I was around in the room she was whispering over the phone, after a few minutes of quiet whispers she looked at me with a glint in her eyes. ‘He said he was sorry..said he would never hurt me again. After all he loves me’ and she smiled, all the ‘I will never speak to him…Go to hell….all forgotten. I nodded for the umpteenth time, this was not the first time that this has happened they always fought, always made up … then fought again. Love stinks! I thought and I thanked God a million times I was not into this.

Boy! was I proved wrong!