Yes I was about eight years old and had a best friend at the time, her dad was very rich and genuinely I loved her or rather we loved each other or so I thought, my mom was a cleaner at their house and her mom hated the fact that her daughter was best friends with the cleaners
I came back to this, see how quiet he is just listening to her express herself literally giving her room to be vulnerable, thereβs honestly nothing more sexier that a man who is healed and also gives others grace to acknowledge their traumas and also ready to help them work
Man was silent as midnight, when you see most over privileged kids acting a fool just know their parents enabled the foolishness.. I mean for the most part
And they will spend twice as much on them, treat them better, not mandate cooking and cleaning or unnecessary worship in the name of respect
Omo you people are not ready for this conversationβ¦ lol π
The level of embarrassment I felt that day, probably one of the worst days of my life, I couldnβt even eat the food because the other kids were looking and laughing at me.. I cried a little sef..
to Mr Bigs, Mr Bigs was every young childβs dream and I had never been I wanted to go so badly so I could have a little story to tell too or not feel left out when around the rich kids.. little did I know that she had outgrown our friendship and honestly I wanted to
So we got to the restaurant her dad ordered chicken and friend rice for all of us, tell me why my supposed friend shouted in the middle of the restaurant that she didnβt invite me and I came to finish her dads money because she knows Iβve not tasted Mr bigs before..
Be her friend so bad, because that meant I got to watch cartoons and maybe go to Mr Bigs because we didnβt have a tv growing up.. so her dad decided to take them out to eat and I forced my way into going with them, I could see the irritation on her face but genuinely i didnβt