Streetwalker Barbie

My dad says you can count the number of real friends you have in your life on one hand.

I used to have hundreds of them. But that life wasn't real. A real friend loves you no matter what. Through your ups and downs and theirs. Even if you make life choices they don't agree with. Even if you fight, you always make up.

One of the greatest friendships I've had was not supposed to happen. The JWs don't let you be friends with outsiders. I guess I've always been a little tiny bit of a rebel because for 20 years I've loved her. She is the only one I broke the rules for.

We've had so many good and bad times together. Her screen saver on her computer used to say "happiness is the remission of pain". Then I had my first real heartbreak. She would sing me "Rainy days and Mondays". She has a beautiful voice.

We have a unique friendship. For 8 years our offices were next to each other and we would just talk through the walls. The girl across the hall would laugh at us. She called me Streetwalker Barbie and I called her a Trashy Black Ho. Neither of us took offence.

We went on business trips and even though we each had our own hotel room, we just stayed together. When I got disfellowshipped, and it was my birthday, the guy I loved ditched me that night. Donia took me out for dinner and a movie.

She is so much of a better person than me, but that has never mattered. She's always loved me anyways. She's going through a difficult time right now. I still don't know if I believe in God. But I've been praying on my knees this week.  If you have a better connection with Him, can you pray too?

I love you, you Trashy Black Ho. You always stay strong so I don't need to tell you to do that. You're my hero. Always selfless, caring, loving. No matter what happens now, our friendship will last forever. In this life, the next and the next. :)

Streetwalker Barbie out.