Soul Mate

You know how sometimes they say every person has a soul mate? Well, I have a few, not just one. Obviously, I think my bf is my soul mate. We complete each other's statements and can read each other's minds. But I have another one...
I met her, wow, it's been 18 years all ready, sitting behind her in Senorita Renfroe's Spanish class freshman year. The two of us probably couldn't read a lick in Spanish anymore, but we tried. She's one of those friends that you may wander in and out of each other's lives for awhile but like magnets, you always come back to one another. You always pick up where you left off, like you didn't skip a beat. It's funny I have another friend with the same first name that is the same way.
Well, I had been really down lately and kind of been out of touch and kind of explained what was going on and my friend told me to try this thing called blogging. I had heard of it, but I thought it was just what I needed. I needed to voice my thoughts, feelings, frustration, basically scream it out without screaming.
So, here are my thoughts, dreams, feelings, frustrations, hopes, etc.
It's like pulling a bandaid off a wound, it feels worse at first but then much better.