Giant Meme o' Me - Day 7

Day 07 – Your best friend

I've got a lot of people I'm very close to, but I do admit to having a best friend. Or rather, a series of best friends, because it changes depending on circumstances. Naming one person as my 'best friend' doesn't invalidate my relationships with others - to me, it's a way of saying, "in the general scheme of things, this is the person who I'm closest to at the moment." And considering the circumstances, I don't think anyone can begrudge me naming dexfarkin as my best friend at this time.

Dex is my roomie, possibly one of the best roomies I've ever had. We've lived together about five years now, and we've done it with a significant lack of the usual roommate drama. He's been my rock for longer than that, about fifteen years now, one of the people who stood by me during the break up years and kept me sane. He's put up with no end of crazy on my part, especially before I started on the anti-depressants, and he's taken care of me when I'm sick or just having a bad day. He makes me laugh, makes sure I eat, and makes me get off the damn couch when I'm inclined to hibernate.

Sure he can be a pain in the butt, but he's taught me it's okay to call him on that. He's taught me it's okay to be me, regardless of what other people expect. He's taught me it's okay to be angry when there's cause to be angry, and to not let people walk over me, including him. And in a scrap, I know he's got my back. He's done so much for me, I'll never be able to 'repay' him. Not that he'd expect me to.

So yeah. That's my answer. Sorry if anyone's unhappy about it.

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