So I went with my friend to her sister's wedding, and her mother got completely drunk.

For the forty five minute ride home, she stopped to v* about five times.

I wanted to get out of the car and run.

I started crying and I'm still shaking and my teeth are chattering.

That was without a doubt the worst experience I've had since I last v*, which was eight years ago.

Comfort, please. It's too late to call any of my friends.