I was talking with my peer support specialist/sponsor yesterday about how I had these two best friends when I was younger, from about ages sixteen to eighteen. There is a story a little bit in the back catalogue of this blog that details me losing said dear friends. Today is not a day of mourning though. It’s a day of fond remembrance.
Although only two years, I made two of the best friends that I would likely ever have in my entire life. We’ll call them Rachel and Ellie. I knew Ellie first and foremost. We had met by chance in the middle of highschool when I was offered a ride home, because I could always be seen walking a good distance home. While I didn’t mind doing so, I still took the offer. Much like myself Ellie was quite an outcast. She was obsessed with MCR and Green Day… close enough to my obsession with The Misfits and AFI. We got along famously in the end, but the beginning was had some rough edges. I was used to being a loner, and she didn’t really know personal space or seem to have any concept of how loud she was. Which, by nature made me retract quite a bit. I could only handle her in small doses at first. After a little bit though, we were almost always hanging out.
Rachel came into my life in a similar way. She had always kind of been floating around in the background of meetings with mutual acquaintances. One day, for whatever reason, we (Ellie and I) were invited over Rachel’s for a game of Lord of the Rings edition Risk. It was super rare that there were people up for playing that game, given it’s lengthy back-and-forth gameplay. Rachel could only be described as the most extroverted introvert in the whole of human existence. The girl was, probably still is, able to make friend anywhere she went. But yet, she was super reserved, and wasn’t what I call “too much”. Clearly, she picked me up as a friend. It very quickly became a regular thing, and before I knew it, I had not one, but two sisters.
We did everything together for these two years, Christmas gatherings, New Years gatherings, and the best and only true birthday party I’ve ever had. I’ve never felt so “in sync” with anyone, let alone two people simultaneously. They felt like two lost puzzle pieces that were returned to me. Never in my life had I felt so much love and confidence. They helped me through A LOT of the garbage I was being fed at that time. I still lament a little everytime I look back on them. As my sponsor reminded me though, those moments aren’t to be mourned, but honored. Some people have not, and never will feel this level of perfect kinship, no matter what it’s length. That being said, I will be omitting the entropy that drove us apart. It is detailed within the blog already. This post is for some positive reflection. “Good vibes” as they say. Cheers.
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