Until the Bitter End

A real story of what happened to me a few years ago and which I can't seem to overcome until I write down every last word. I don't intend it to be popular, it is basically a healing process for me. But if you find joy in my writing, I'm glad about that too. Now the description:

Imagine a friend who is like a platonic soulmate. You meet them and the more you get to know them, you realise, you were missing such a friend all your life. The best part? They share your dreams and goals, and together you actually go abroad and study your dream subject together in London.

At some point, you know so much about each other, that you could destroy the other person. Not physically, but with everything that would hurt them on the inside.

Now imagine, this friendship wasn't so perfect, to begin with, you were just blinded by an ideal of a person that you kept hoping for. Imagine, this ideal is what leaves you bare and broken in the end. On top of that, abroad, where you are literally left to survive on your own.