One of my favorite television shows for quite some time has been Grey's Anatomy. Every single episode and relationship hits you in a different way. From McDreamy, McSteamy, McVet, to McDog. I am invested to this show. So this season as Christina said her final farewell it killed me. Mainly because I love Meredith and Christina's relationship. The mutual disdain for people and the twisted sistership.
One reason why it hurt so bad was because I relate to the relationship so much. My best friend and I are in the same twisted sistership. Janelle, she is my person. And I am hers. I could say we are just normal best friends because we like the same things and we have know each other for a little while. But I would be lying. We do have so much in common, but we are also so different. We were thrown into leadership positions at work where we do 80% of the work for less than half the pay as our superiors. And we work hard, all the time. Not only is it that though. We met each other at a weird time for both of us. We didn't sit their and judge each other for our problems, and we didn't even know about half of them as they were happening. But we accepted and supported one another. We call each other out on our bull. And I know that if she is telling me I'm an idiot, I am probably being told that for a good reason.. Even if I don't want to accept it at the time. I have my issues, my anxieties, my pressure points and she knows when I can't handle a situation any more. And I know hers. She has warded off people from smothering me during an anxiety attack and I have held her close on the gross Cobb bathroom floor when she just needed to be held. We get each other. It just happens. We both have nights where we feel crazy, or out of our minds. But I know that if I needed her, Janelle would come and find me. We aren't always in a ba place, and I hope that someday we won't have to be all twisted and dark. But we do have a light, a gleaming light that we hold onto. A shimmering hope for the future, a time when we can let go and grow up without fear and anxiety. Janelle, she is my person, my twisted sister. I would drive hours away if she needed me to hold her and tell her everything was alright. And I love her to the Blood Moon and back.