diary of an anonymous author

the best connection

12.15.19

in the last chapter, i talked about the lost connection of my ex best friend and i.

in this chapter, i wanna talk about the best connection i've ever found.

it's with my, now, best friend, Mel.

"In all the world, there is no heart for me like yours. In all the world, there is no love for you like mine."
-- Maya Angelou

have you ever met your soulmate?

because i definitely have.

and it's her.

i've never had an easier, more obvious connection with someone.

she is the friend that i know will be in my wedding, will be an aunt to my kids, and someone who will always be in life. i have no doubt about it.

we met my sophomore year (her freshman) of high school. we weren't close right off the bat. we were literally just strangers involved in the same school activity.

we weren't close until we had a very dramatic falling out with a certain group of people. Let's call them the "Plastics" because they are very similar to their Mean Girls counterparts (However, I have more respect for the Plastics than the real group).

Regina was basically looking to start a fight with me and I wasn't feeling it. I ignored her and she responded with, "Wow, K, you're seriously going to ignore me? How mature," as I tried to leave the room. I turned to look her, honestly fuming at this point, and said, "I'm trying to keep my mouth shut so I don't say anything I regret," and turned to leave the room. Karen's jaw dropped and she said something unintelligible. I heard Mel say something in return and Karen respond with a very astonished, "Who do you think you're talking to?" to which Mel responded with, "You."

From that very moment, we were friends.

At the time, I lived in the same city and we hung out as often as physically possible.

honestly, writing this is hard.

i wrote a paper about her for my Composition class and so i feel like i'm repeating myself, though i'm repeating it to people who have never heard the stories.

she's just.. my best friend.

she has been with me through the worst break up of my life, anxiety, and crying. she's stayed with me through a 2 and half hour move away, and different hoes.

i genuinely, as a writer, can't put into words the amount of love i have for this person. because she means so. much. to. me.

in my last chapter, i talked about how i was so devastated at losing that friendship. but, if i lost this one, i don't know if i could ever recover.

i wouldn't be able to say my favorite jokes, or watch my favorite movies. i wouldn't be able to have a single good experience without wanting to tell her everything, or express my anger, or listen to her laugh at my really, really bad jokes.

at the same time, i would be missing out on the worst dad jokes i've ever heard, hours and hours of facetimes where we talk about politics, or drama, or what the hell we're going to do with our lives.

i'd never be able to go to a drive in movie again because it wouldn't be with her.

there's so much that i would miss.

as another example, and my personal favorite, shopping online for our dream houses in our dream cities and sending each other the links while we're on the phone so we can talk like we should have our own show on HGTV.

this is a person that i've never had to force a connection with. we can go weeks without talking and still manage to pick up where we left off as if we had never left at all. someone who facetimes me in an airport states away on her way to canada and tells me that a fire alarm going off in the airport is going off because i'm so hot.

i've met my favorite people with mel, i've sang my heart out to so many different songs with her, and she was literally there when i got in my first (and god, i hope my only) car accident.

we lifted each other out of the worst times of our lives without even trying just because that's who we are.

she is exactly the kind of person you want in your life.

and not just because of all the good things. but because of the bad.

if i'm being dumb, i know it.

if i'm being hoey, she tells me.

if i'm being insecure, she calls me on it.

she's EVERYTHING a soulmate is.

someone who makes me better, happier, more honest, and more hopeful for the rest of my life. because this time i KNOW that she'll be there for the rest of it.

i'm not forcing a connection, or worried about her not answering my calls. i'm not left alone crying at night scared of what our friendship will become because i know that she is officially a constant in my life.

she isn't the toxic waste that my ex-best friend was (well, she is, but in a totally different way), she's the complete opposite.

and i'm so excited to go to drive-ins, go to college, buy a house, have her in my wedding, and live my actual life because i know she's gonna be there for everything.

she's the best connection because she's not just a connection anymore. she's officially apart of my life line.