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I'm having a really difficult time with Patricia leaving next week. We've never been what you'd call problem-free, and our relationship has degenerated so much over the past few months that i don't think i would have even felt safe calling us friends, anymore. But still, i've lived with her for the past six years. I won't even try to list the things we've been through together. We've run pretty much the entire spectrum of human emotion in that time, and she has been far and away one of the most significant presences in my life.
We've spent a good part of today talking, and laughing, and just being easy with each other. Like we used to do before Steve moved in and forced a wedge into our dysfunctional-but-still-happy home. It seems it's not all entirely gone between us. I think we've reached the status of family, and family never really goes away.
But still, I feel like i'm losing my best friend all over again.
I know it needs to happen, but that doesn't mean it's easy.
We've spent a good part of today talking, and laughing, and just being easy with each other. Like we used to do before Steve moved in and forced a wedge into our dysfunctional-but-still-happy home. It seems it's not all entirely gone between us. I think we've reached the status of family, and family never really goes away.
But still, I feel like i'm losing my best friend all over again.
I know it needs to happen, but that doesn't mean it's easy.