Transcript
A (0:01)
Hello and welcome. Just kidding. Oh, we're good. Okay, thank you. Hi, and welcome back to Krystal's Couch. I'm Krystal, and today I'm so glad to have one of my favorite people back on the couch with me, my good friend Jade. If you heard our very first episode, go ahead and do your burr burper again. If you heard our very first episode, then you already know how much fun Jade brings to the conversation and how sharp her perspective. And I mean, honestly, she just keeps me laughing, this girl, and the hijinks and shenanigans. She comes up with one of my faves, sincerely. Thank you for coming back, sister.
B (0:42)
Thank you for having me.
A (0:43)
So today we are teaming up again to go through your questions and whatever else y' all decided to throw our way. The goal here is to mix insight with humor, keep it real, and hopefully you'll leave feeling like you've had a lot of fun sitting right here with us on the couch. So. So let's jump in and see what y' all had to say.
B (1:01)
All right, our first listener's name.
A (1:06)
Jade. Just. Just who is it, girl?
B (1:09)
Keke Palmer's cocoa butter formula. And she writes, I'm a 28 year old black woman chef and a mom of a six year old boy on the spectrum. His father lives an hour away, but we're co parenting. My roommate is a 28 year old white woman, manager of a big fashion company and godmother to my son. She's not just my roommate, but my bestie since middle school. We are both bisexual. And even though we were each other's first girl kiss, I think we subconsciously agree that we can't mess up the friendship and just let it be okay. I usually don't like her boyfriends. I try, but they suck. Some of the men I've dated suck too. My ex husband, most importantly, well. So I kind of just let her do her thing as to not be a hypocrite. I listen to the issues she has with men and offer advice. But. But I always tell her that I can't tell her what to do, even if I think it's wrong. She's been dating this guy for about a year now, on and off. For the first time, the guy beat me to not liking him by deciding to hate me first love. That he told me to my face while I was drinking that he doesn't like me when I'm drinking. As if I asked. I read him to filth and now everyone thinks I'm the villain. This didn't have to be an issue because I feel like me and your man don't gotta be friends. I just ask that he's respectful when he's in the the man hates when she and I hang out for more than a couple of days in a row. He makes her feel bad when she goes on trips and manipulates her to help his broke ass out. The disrespect comes in when he comes to the house and doesn't say hi. Now I don't know if this is a black house thing, but I was taught that when you walk into someone's home, you say hi to everyone in sight. Facts, opinions, opinions, opinions. But facts. This dude won't even say hi when he comes through the door. Then he goes to her and says, I don't know why she won't talk to me. I've spoken to both of them about it. I've told her he's just determined not to like me. And I usually love haters, but not in my home. It actually makes me mad that he don't say shit to me and hides in her room when I'm home. That's fucking weird. And I know I'm outside looking in, but oh my God, this man is terrible for my friend and I don't want him here when I'm here. However, I'm wondering if I feel like this so often because of some deep rooted jealousy that really means I want her to myself. We tell people we're in platonic marriage all the time, but then sometimes I feel like, why can't we try it? But I also don't want to ruin things by mentioning a different kind of relationship between the two of us.
