When I lived in Korea there was this girl who I didn’t get along with at first. I was really immature and a real pain-in-the-ass-know-it-all (I own up to it now) and she was a bit more prudish and reserved. We clashed badly. We got into a fight and didn’t talk for like… a bit over a week maybe?

But that’s not what this story is about. We made up, I stopped acting so juvenile and she stopped acting so old and we both kind of grew towards each other and met half way. We became absolutely inseprable.

I haven’t seen her in over a year now, and I miss her horribly. Brittany is the most fantastic and amazing friend. She knows when you’re upset, even if you are just texting her. She can listen to any issues you’re having patiently and provide excellent feedback, or just cuddle you until you feel better. She’s like a big warm loving older sister. The Dean to my Sam, the Kyu to my Mi, if that helps you understand better.

And today is her one year anniversary. One year ago she admitted to us she was still suffering from bulimia. She began, one day at a time, to turn her life around. She worked so hard on her recovery, and now she’s reached this incredible milestone.

I am so proud of her words do not even compare. She’s had a lot of difficulties this last year, and even through it all she didn’t let herself slip. She is strong and beautiful and kind and patient and has such a big heart. I don’t really know how to describe her accurately to you.

I am a better person for knowing her. For seeing how strong she is. Brittany- I can’t say anything but that I am proud of you. This anniversary I hope you are only happy, and only smile, because you’ve earned the right. A hundred and a thousand times. You’re beating this, and you will continue to. This anniversary look back over the last year, every time you even thought of slipping, and see for yourself what I see. That strength, that force of will that has helped you get so far.

I love you, and always will. Every time you look into a mirror call yourself a

because you are. Inside and out. Congratulations on your anniversary. I love you, and I am always and forever proud of you. And, as I do for each milestone- here are 365 hearts, for each day.

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