this lady who sometimes comes into the bar i work at, i found her very boring and kinda dumb most the time so i just never really bothered talking to her. one night it was dead, and it was just her and i and she starts to a conversation with me. she went on talking about how she was kidnapped and raped. this guy was forcing her to drive into the middle of nowhere probably to kill her when she jumped out of the moving car and ran for her life. she ended up at a farm and they called the cops, etc etc. and then she went on to tell me about how she tried to have children and always miscarried, then when she was 35, she gave birth to a son 3 months early and he ended up dying after 6 months. she told me his name and how old he would have been and mother's day is hard because he died around then. she also told me about how many abusive relationships she was in and she was molested growing up. i really did pity her. she is actually a beautiful, strong human being. i feel bad for being so rude to her after that.