I can’t even describe her sense of humor. It’s really hard to find someone outside my family who understands mine and I’ve hit the jackpot here. We’re both really sarcastic and it gets dark and weird but it’s never boring.
We almost never fight because we know that even if someone does something stupid it is never deliberately to hurt the other. I can’t remember the last time we did fight but I think it didn’t last long.
I know for a fact that she appreciates my opinion and I value hers immensely. We talk constantly and we know the other so well that when she talks to me like a thug or when I’m an asshole to her it’s normally because we care and we’re trying to make the other see things as they are.
If there is one thing that annoys me about her and I tell her all the time is that she doesn’t realize how much she’s worth and how many qualities and amazing skills she possesses. She brings herself down and it’s my job to get her back up. I like this job because I love her so much I want her to love and see herself as I do.
Through our huge meaningful discussions we force each other to answer questions even though the other doesn’t want to or doesn’t know the answer just because it needs to be said and we need to say it to feel better. As I read once “Pain demands to be felt.” and we try to get it over with as fast as possible.
She has been with me through hell and back. She’s witnessed my heart being broken, my soul being crushed, my ideas and convictions changing and she has endured everything without hesitating.
She is a warrior. Her life hasn’t been easy either and maybe our survival skills are what unite us so much.
We’ve been fighting through life together and we’ll do that forever.
We’ve cried in a bathroom, laughed so hard in a dressing room, talked over text until falling asleep and made fun of each other practically everywhere.