Once upon a time, my life came crashing down. I believe that at age 19, I hit rock bottom. I was literally at my all time low. In the past few years, I have spent my time rebuilding. From where I am right now, I am doing much better. Of course, I still have bad days but they are nothing like they once were. Even more, I am taking time to talk, to help others who are struggling. I am finding that the more I discuss what I went through, the less life-shattering it feels. There is something good coming out of the bad that I've been through.
I'm not sure if I'm totally healed. I think I would be lying to myself if I said that I was. Yet, I feel strong. I believe that helping others has been a way to help myself. A lot of times, I think about how I am going to be a better person because I can relate and understand others.
In no way do I believe that I have life all figured out, but I am starting to get there. I find that most good comes from having gone through bad. Knowing that someone else is hurting less because I was there to talk them through it, or listen when they needed a friend is really a great feeling. Some days, I wish I could do more for people. Other days, I am finding that I am just happy to relax and enjoy my progress. Regardless, I have learned the importance of reaching out to others. In the process, you just might be solving some of your problems.
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