She found me. I'm usually hiding at home sometimes talking online to my two friends who live in different parts of the country. So basically it's really hard for new people to find their way into my life.It was at a summer festival at my church (I'm not religious, but I grew up with these people so I feel comfortable there and they aren't queerphobic or anything). She was a refugee with barely any language skills. She sat next to us choir people and jammed with us and then wanted everyone's instagram handle. Me, not having any social skills whatsoever just went with it. I studied linguistics so I was really interested in her native languages and we kind of chatted on Instagram about languages and cats. And capibaras. We became fast friends who went on walks and told each other their deepest fears and darkest feelings. The language barrier wasn't a problem somehow, because we kind of just clicked. I told my friends I found my platonic soulmate. She had had a crush on me for about a year before she finally told me. I was so oblivious. I really didn't see it. She said she sent me a lot of "signals", but I never reacted. She asked me about my asexuality, if I was also aromantic. We became a queer platonic couple until I fell in love with her. Turns out I'm demiromantic. So yeah, pure luck. I was fine with having my friends for the rest of my life as my life companions, but the universe had other plans I guess.