Often times, I've been the girl who pointed out the sisters who had it bad.
The women who put that dude before her friends, the women who couldn't walk out the door without calling him and the sister who watched her phone waiting for it to ring.
I'm trying to figure out when I turned into that girl? I guess the moment I brought his shirt home to wash because he spilled his coffee on it. Is this me? Excuse me for a second, I have to check and make sure the Shout is working on that stain.
OK, I'm back. I guess this is me eating crow. To the ladies I've ever pointed and laughed at, I apologize. I've officially become one of you. There, I've said it publicly.