Oye, Estúpida Hermana del Alma!

Hey, stupid soul sister. Remember when you used to say this...

"We have so many little things in common."

Yes, we did. We do. We always will. It's that... Polish Midwestern... Gemini thing, or whatever.

Remember when we broke the same bone?
"We have so many little things in common."

Remember when we had the same cell phone case?
"We have so many little things in common."

Remember when we had the same Christmas keepsakes?
"We have so many little things in common!!"

Remember when we both fell in love with psychopaths...?

Stupid stupid stupid stupid!!!!


But for real, girl. I get it. I've been there. I've been in your shoes. We've walked parallel paths for years, decades even. I've been in your shoes many, MANY times, through the broken bones, the Christmas keepsakes, the vegetarian-curious boughts of food-fad, kitchen-obsessed, compulsive Sprouts shopping trips and - daMn giRl, I KNOW you ain't stupid!

You've made it clear that I am not welcome to voice my opinion to you.
And I get it, because I've been there too.

You've made it clear that you are not in any danger.
And I get it, because I've lied about that too.

You've made it clear that our friendship is over.
And unfortunately, I too once isolated myself to protect my abuser.

I've respected your wishes, and will continue to do so, but you can't stop me from continuing to be concerned about your situation from afar.

I know you're in love, or you think you are at least. I know you think denying your situation will make it disappear, I know you think he'll change, or at least you'll learn to adapt.

So you lie, and isolate, and cover up, and make excuses.
And I get it, because I've been there too.

"We have so many little things in common!"

Pero, mi hermana del alma, one day I woke up. And I know that one day, you'll wake up too.

"We have so many little things in common!"

And we always will.

Stay safe, my sister. Godspeed.
You are not alone.