Reperspective
November 22nd, 2006
I ran into M a few nights ago. At first, I felt a bit of schadenfreude: she’s definitely gained some weight, I’ve definitely lost some, and she’s certainly not modelling anymore.
And then I think, maybe she’s quite the coke. That’d be cool. I’d like to think I had something to do with that, but most likely not.
We end up chatting for a few, and it turns out she lives in NC now with a Marine husband, looking forward to the whole children-and-picket-fence thing. She’s cleaned up, sober, and confides in me that she “wasn’t in a very good place when I met her.”
Well, shit. Totally killed my schadenfreude. I’m genuinely pleased for her.
But it was still a tad awkward.
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