But we are not alone.
It was discussed i should write about this, so having begun writing here in the first place, where else? This isn't a story though, it all really happened, and i have no perspective yet to present it as a fiction. There are many pictures documenting what was encountered on the journey.
I had perched on that brink of the edge. I found that moment of calm acceptance at the truth of my soul. Then, from out of seeming nowhere one soul poured life back into me, challenging me to a journey of the heart and to remain undefined. Of course, its over now and out of contact, the love remains undiminished.
We had met online at a self-help page and eventually it came about that she wanted to meet in person. Understandably, i'd been in similar enough circumstances, she was surrounded on the homefront, a victim of narcissistic gaslighting, it was going to the next step of legal conspiracy that would remove her from her own heirloom property. She was on the run, in potential danger, and asked me to maintain an open line of communication 24/7 as much as possible while she was travelling alone through the states.
I obliged, and the experience changed me forever.
She laid the ground rules and that was that, from then on she drove and did what she had to do, sent pictures, videos and texts every step of the way. We became attached through it all, and looking back it really was a great way to form a bond instead of just meeting online and then all of a sudden they're there in front of you. We got to know each other quite well, being in contact almost 24/7 for... almost 9 months before actually meeting.
The first time my heart broke, it was to know such utter helplessness as she was raped beyond my reach to prevent it.
That hurt her for a long time, but i wouldn't let it dampen my support, and besides, we were trusting in so much to be real, wonders had been occurring between us.
And we were, if not guided, followed the entire way.
I suppose there just wasn't much time to deal with a lot of the things that happened, I had all the time in the world to be there as i was, she had no choice but to keep going. So many wetted tissues...
How did everything go so wrong when everything was going so right?
And what was so right?
In the next post I'll unfold the beautiful long distance reality of love that can exist between people.