#thank fuck I kept a lid on my sheltered little internal freakout and at worst my friends where just amused that I'd never seen it before

[dyslexic-mess]

Okay, I know and have known for years now that getting offered drugs isn't like those scary adverts where some shady person offers you a sketchy, unmarked pill in a dark ally. That's a myth. I KNOW.

However, only in my adult life has that really sunk in for me.

I was chilling with some friends, at afters from a house party. We're chatting, we're drinking, it's a good vibe. Suddenly one friend takes out this lil' baggy and I'm like??

'What are you up to over there?'

'I'm just carding a cupple lines...oh, sorry, did you want in?'

'Cupple lines of what?'

'Cocane'

😶

...

Come again...?

And it was surreal as hell. There was no stress here. There was no pressure or shady strangers. It wasn't in some nasty night club toilet. I was just comfortably hanging out with friends, and they just??? Casually started doing one of The Scarey DrugsTM

And THEN it was this moment of 'holy shit!!! someone I considered and still consider a good friend is doing THE THING I've been scared wittless about since childhood and now I've gotta not come across judgy towards him and also be totally chill about it and not freak out infront of everyone and then ALSO decide if this is something I want to try????'

Like God, I knew I grew up shelterd but this felt like my first time in the ring with the real deal. I was fine. I polity declined the offer and we continued to have a nice evening hanging out and my friend was even coo with me asking a cupple questions that no one in my life, up to this point, had been willing to answer but. Yeah.

Uni is fucking wild.