My best friend Let ' s cal her Leslie and I had been friends since we were 12 . I remember spending summers having sleepovers at each others houses , bike riding , playing online Nancy Drew . Later as we got older , going for drives and talking about boys . Basically the typical best gal pals all through middle and high school . When she was 13 she had a boyfriend who was three years older . He basically raped her and took her virginity , and was very abusive . We are from a small town and her family was pretty conservative . I pleaded with her to get help but she was so worried what people would think . Leslie was later diagnosed with bipolar disorder and since the abusive relationship , struggled with severe self harm issues . Fast forward five years and she has done a compete 180 . She is no longer on as many meds , she has not self harmed in two years , and she was seeing a boy who was truly very nice . She moved into the same city as me and was pursing a degree herself . I was so proud of her , she had come so far and I had been there for her though everything . I was so happy to see her finally thriving . Fast forward another year , almost half way through her degree her abusive ex boyfriend messages her . He ' s in the city and wants to meet up . They start talking . She tells me he ' s changed and it ' s not his fault he doesn ' t have a good relationship example to follow Guy came from a broken home . They end up having a rollercoaster relationship for three years . She gets really into cocaine and binge drinking with him and his buddies , completely drops out of school . They would break up every few weeks or he would knock her around . or cheat on her . I would always pick up the phone when she called , and she would vent to me and I would listen and give my best advice and help her move out when she was done with him only to crawl back to him a week later . Our friendship because so emotionally exhausting I wasn ' t able to sleep because I was constantly worried that I was going to get a phone call that she was dead . I mean the guy fucking choked her so hard her neck was blue for a week once . I ' ll never give up on her . we still talk once a month or so . but I ' m so busy in university and she ' s so burnt out on drugs it ' s like we aren ' t even from the same planet anymore . Les , if by chance you ever see this . I love you more than anything and I miss you girl . It ' s never to late to go home . I want my sister back .