Primo: My parents asked about the party. I told them we cancelled it. My mom asked if you were angry.
Primo: I told them it was your idea.
Me: She wanted to know if I was going to throw a hissy fit.
Primo: Because that's normal to her.
Primo: But they think that my cancelling the party because I am so tired from taking care of them -- that anything that happens to me -- doesn't count because everything they've gone through is worse.
Me: That doesn't invalidate your suffering.
Primo: My mom told me her lowest point with Nancy.
Me: Which was?
Primo: She was over at Nancy's apartment one day. A drug dealer my sister owed money to came over to collect payment.
Primo: Yeah. She shouldn't have to pay.
Me: Well of course she should! If you agree to pay money--
Primo: But it's illegal! If it's illegal, you shouldn't have to pay.
Me: If it's illegal, you probably don't want to go to the courts to enforce the contract, but sure, morally you owe the money if you have willingly entered into an agreement to buy drugs. Anyhow, what happened with your mom and Nancy?
Primo: The dealer came over. My mom had to hide in the closet while the dealer screwed my sister for his payment
Me: I don't even know what to say to that.
Primo: They were scared if the dealer knew my mom was there, he would kill her.