Meeting Rachel

Struggling with depression, a young woman meets and becomes friends with a troubled ex-musician.
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It's funny, how everyone always tells you that opposites attract, that as human beings we are infinitely more attracted to the people whose traits are so different from our own, people that complete us. I think that is bullshit. I cannot think of a time in all my infinite 18-year-old wisdom I've ever searched for someone who wasn't like me: broken, funny, moody. Fucked up people look for other fucked up people to be around, it is not rocket science. Only those who have lived a life of it are the ones who can tolerate the dank smell of inner rottenness. I guess that's what brought me to them, or rather, to her.