by Akitaboyo » Sun Sep 04, 2022 7:53 am
I lost my best friend two years ago, she was the person who saved my life. She's the first and so far only person ive ever met who was genuinely interested in me and my interests, we shared everything. She saved my life and i protected her from the terrible people around us the best i could.
I will never forget how we hugged after school and broke down in my arms asking me "why are people so terrible to us just because we're your friends, how can people be so evil?" Ive been bullied my entire life for being fat and being outed as gay in a conservative school, and for me to have a real friend for the first time and see how people get hurt just by existing near me... terrifying.
Everyone I care for and who cares for me, they have to suffer because I exist. And thats simply not fair for them.
I crave love but it feels so selfish when loving me means living under constant attacks.
I'll also never forget that when my best friend was in the ICU, probably the worst person ive ever met threatened to "ruin our lives so much that we'd rather die".
To say i was furious would be the understatement of the century, my best friend found out and wanted to face time me. We called and i told her to not worry, that everything was going to be ok and id handle it. She let me know that the doctors said she was stabilizing enough to be let out of the ICU the next morning. She sounded so excited and happy. And rightfully so, her birthday was in two days, that meant we'd be able to hang out for her birthday, even if its just in the hospital.
I asked her what she wanted to do as soon as she got out of the hospital
"As soon as I get out of here i want to actually eat and drink something" (she had been on IV for her entire stay)
It was 8pm when we talked, she was getting sleepy. "Well I better start saying goodbye, I'll never understand why people would ever be so empty to torture you so much, you dont deserve it, never have never will. Why cant people just be happy instead of ruining other's lives? Anyways, thanks for talking to me."
I answered "good night! We'll see each other tomorrow!"
but she didnt reply to that.
she just said "good night, i love you"
the next morning i woke up to my parents telling me in the kitchen that she had passed away in her sleep, painlessly stopped breathing. 4 hours after we talked. I was the last person she talked to, last person who saw her.
she was so young and innocent and pure, it felt as if she was my little sister. Someone i needed to take care of.
I probably still blame myself, telling myself there was something i couldve done to prevent her death. for the two years i knew her, she showed so many symptoms of illness but we somehow never thought it was something so serious as a congenital heart deformity.
Not even her parents knew until it was too late and she was admitted into the ICU.
My depression had gone away when we were friends. I felt true happiness for the first time ever, and it barely lasted. I had my entire life solved knowing she was my friend
it scares me to think that she was probably my soulmate, and i will never find someone like that again. now everything feels empty, my friends are my friends but compared to her? nothing could ever compare to her. I seriously think i will never know love like hers again. to say that the love of your life was platonic and forever gone, to not even think youll find romantic love and even if you did it wouldnt compare. its a devastating realization. my life was never easy, and the future looks grim.
i still miss her so much, i dont think ill ever get over her death. Ive become a worse person after her death. I just wish i had a way of still talking to her, even just a minute every year. I wonder what she would think of who ive become, or if shed be disappointed, fearful or disgusted and the bitter and angry person ive become.
i love you