I recently started talking with someone who seems to actually value my existence and company... well, I've known her for a bit, but she just decided to approach me first about the thought of us getting to know each other more and more. We've chatted a lot before, but it was mostly about veganism and insights pertaining to that—not much else, though.

She is incredibly relatable and a very fun person. She doesn't live near me, but we started sending each other long emails where we talk about ourselves and ask each other questions to know more about each other in terms of our interests, life, hobbies, and all of that—virtual penpal shit, basically. She said she loves doing that, but she's tried it with a few other people who unfortunately got bored and tired of it.

She told me that she is very closed-off and quiet. She does not feel comfortable talking to most people and is entirely estranged from her family (me too!) Her husband and I are the only people she would consider her friends, and she asked me if I minded being called her "BFF." And, of course, I don't.

She is a vegan activist who used to do a lot of street outreach but got tired and stressed because of that so she's done more chill things like post comics about animal liberation instead. She relates to me in other values as well. She's not really a comrade, but she knows I'm a Marxist and genuinely wants to learn more about that. She's an avid reader, so I gave her some basic recommendations and other resources besides books.

There's a level of understanding here that I feel like I seldom ever get... I'm glad to have her. I get really depressed most nights. I don't value and appreciate my own life much if I had to be honest, but it makes me glad knowing that someone else does.

Most people are repulsed by me in some way or another, so the fact that she reached out to me just to learn more about me and everything was really nice of her. We've vibed in the past, but things have gotten a lot closer now.

If I ever could get out of this shitty state, I'd love to hang with her and her husband IRL. We'd have a lot of fun. Her husband is into metal and really digs my music, too.

Funny story: I've been calling her "da GOAT," and English isn't her first language, so she thought I was calling her a literal goat, but she took it as a compliment because she really likes goats. She told her husband, an American, and he died laughing from hearing that story.

Funny shit. Behhh 🐐