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Ok, so… I have no idea how to start this?? Because I may have just found who I think is my childhood bestie on Instagram. This girl and I haven’t talked in maybe 10 years? Probably even more. I guess I should talk about the beginning of our friendship.

Basically, I’ve always moved a lot, even as a kid. I lived in the US, and kinda transitioned into living part time between the US and Mex, and later moved permanently to Mex. This obviously didn’t help my pre-k brain develop friendships; this isn’t even mentioning that I couldn’t distinguish the difference between the Spanish and English languages, and that I was an overall insufferable kid. Anyways, sometime in this period of living between the two countries, I started attending school in both of them. This is where I met my first true friend: Andy.



We first talked on the first-ish day of school. I was three, she must have been four. From there, we became inseparable. We had, of course, bonded over our mutual love for all things pink, and Disney princesses. My favorite was Ariel, and hers Cinderella. We both had pink backpacks with princesses, but mine was missing Ariel, and hers was missing Cinderella. I noticed this because she sat next to me, and we both laughed. That's how we met.





From there, we kept spending time together, and we kept having things in common. We both had monster high backpacks, we were both obsessed with vampires, and most of all, we always considered each other our “best friend”. I never saw her outside of school though, she didn’t have the best family life, and I think we lived in opposite ends of town. Andy eventually ended up moving away at the end of 4th grade after her parents divorced. I think her mom got custody, and she moved to Mexico City. After moving to literally the biggest city in the country, I completely lost contact with her.



I’ve been trying to find her ever since, but I never could. When I first got insta, she was the first person I tried to look up. When nothing concrete came of it, I gave up for a bit. From then on, I tried looking her up , annually I think? (Yeah, that seems right.)

I remembered her full name, and I remembered her dad’s name and occupation (I know he did IT), just not her mom’s. I never found her, sadly. I think I figured either of her parents forced her to delete social media, maybe her dad with his tech background, or her mom just being… her mom.



I’m not sure what caused this recent, visceral urge to find her, but I think I did. I found this instagram profile of a girl with a matching name, who also looks just like her, and happens to also live in Guadalajara. I might just cry. I think I found her profile now (as opposed to… years ago) partially because she got bangs (just like the ones she had as a kid), and also maybe her profile is public now?? I don’t really remember it appearing in any searches, so maybe she also changed her profile pic, or username or something (her tags seem to be completely full of some other girl who looks nothing like her). Maybe I just didn’t look hard enough, idk.

It seems though, that it is fate that has brought me to possibly find her (f it even is her, of course). My absolute bestie just moved away (shoutout to sdg , I don’t know what I’d do without you), and my hometown besties have been, well…. Left behind in a way since I moved (also shoutout to altariagenesis , we better get matcha when you visit next month). As I said, Andy and I always seemed to have at least one thing in common (if not, literally everything as kids), and we both crochet (at the risk of seeming like a mega stalker, yes, I saw it in her profile). It just seems like destiny that we both coincidentally live in Guadalajara, after my other friends aren’t here physically with me anymore.



I really hope it is her. I sent her a DM this morning, and I hope she replies soon.