A friend contacted me to inform me that my "prediction" was correct about an ex-friend. Years ago I made the difficult choice to block K as she became increasingly bullying. I suspected she inherited her mom's schizophrenia, but our mutual friend didn't yet believe me, until things got much worse.
Fast forward five years, he gave an update. K was investigated for serially harassing multiple coworkers last year, found guilty, and fired. He described the state he found her in at her apartment just days ago, mumbling nonsensically to herself for hours, belongings strewn across the floor, rambling about killers sending her coded messages, standing alone outside in the dark like a statue. His descriptions made me cry.
She was last seen at the airport fleeing imaginary enemies, and has been missing for days. We're doing everything we can to find her.
It's odd to end up rescuing someone who became my bully, yet I feel no anger anymore. We were friends once, and she's still in there somewhere, that magical being I once knew who played in the sea like a mermaid and danced with me till dawn, writing soulful poetry that endeared me to her from the start. I fell in love with her mind that burned so brightly, until her flames began to consume her from the inside, like a star.
Now I silently pray to her skies and sea, please keep my beautiful friend safe. I'm still here with you, K. Remember, you're a fighter, a mermaid, born of the stars. I am here on land waiting for you to come home. I will be your tether. Hold on just a little bit longer. I won't let you float away. Swim to me. Let my tears be your ocean. I'm here, love. Hear me. Don't give up!!
1:06 a.m. - 2022-09-23