True Friends Do Exist.
I Have Spent Most Of My Life Believing They Don't, Until Now.
I lost my truest friend a couple of years ago at Christmas after an accident. I spent over 33 years without that friend after we lost touch through trauma; but thanks to social media, I found her again.
It was the night before Christmas day when I made contact with her. We spoke as if we had never lost each other, and it was supposed to be the happiest day of my life.
"We need to meet up. I have missed you," I told her.
"I wish you had never left, though I understand why you did," she replied
I hadn't left on purpose.
I had a tough time as a young adult. I felt like I was rubbish on a trash heap to everyone who had met me, because,
everyone apart from her was violent and abusive to me, and my entire life crumbled.
I left because, after all of the violence I had already been through in my relationship, I found myself getting hurt by the community who hurt me in front of my children, stole from me, and repeatedly burgled my home.
My children ended up taken from me because of it, and I had nothing left. I felt my life was worthless and I was scum who was meant to be kicked to the pavement.
Losing touch with my one true friend wasn't something that was supposed to happen. However, the night I left, the violence had become so severe that I was moved by my authorities to a safe place, where I wasn't allowed to say where I was.
I had no way of contacting my friend, and I was told to stay out of the area because that area where my friend lived, was where I got hurt. For the sake of safety, I wasn't allowed to send letters or give her the phone number.
It took decades before I settled, and I finally had a means of talking to her. She said that no matter the distance, she would be there,
and she was until that fateful Christmas stole her from me.
I had spent all of my young life, and over half of my young adult life being bullied, and every part of me shattered after my friend passed away.
I avoided making friends after that because I didn't trust anyone else to not hurt me, and I couldn't find a friend like her.
Then one day, I was on social media, and someone who I never thought could be friends with me contacted me and left me a voice message.
We both lead very different lives, so I thought it was impossible!
My husband introduced me a couple of years ago, but we lost contact with each other.
I was skeptical, worried, and anxious to begin with, but I liked this person, not because of his job, but because I knew that I could have a human conversation about anything with him, and we had a lot in common.
I was thrilled, and I still am thrilled!
Of course; one has to be very careful with social media as there are many scammers and fakes out there. Luckily, I have learned to analyze the language and interactions that those people use to scam people, and if in doubt I never reply but,
This person was checked thoroughly through official channels, and it was confirmed through official channels!
We can talk forever, which is good because I am known to be a complete chatterbox, and I can talk about life in general, caring, daily pressures, hobbies, and everything else with my friend.
I never thought I'd find a true friend, particularly one who matches my personality in almost every way.
I was never a believer in true friends, after losing my friend, but this person means the world to me, and I never thought I'd ever say that about anyone.
I did not believe true friends existed.
I am very lucky to have my friend, and a very happy lady today!
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Carol Ann Townend
I'm a writer who doesn't believe in sticking with one niche.
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