#2

Let me be clear very early on. As emotional, empathetic and self aware as I am, and despite my years in therapy, I really try not to be a know it all. I’ve been called that before and I suppose subconsciously that’s exactly what was happening. I became hardened by unfathomable experiences and strength to percevere made me headstrong in a way that wasn’t really me.

Because the inside was entirely fragile and neglected. I say this not for sympathy but because maybe these posts will have advice, found in the lines of insight I share out of personal experience. Yet, I am no professional in mental health or emotions. Let it be known it is my perspective, and while I value it highly, take from it what you will.

All this to say, something interesting has been happening. A few old friends and I have talked about life, what it is now, what it means, how to live it. As noted in #1, no one has the answer, but I felt steadfast in what I shared. I’ve always believed things happen for a reason. Believe me, there have been so many times why I’ve wondered why me. Why did I feel the pain and heartache. What possible lesson could come from that. Then there were times of pure joy where I know I didn’t appreciate them enough. Funny how that works, huh?

Either way, my beliefs can’t be situational. So in sharing my perspective with these friends I was present in feeling my own confidence. That was new for me. Recognizing it and feeling proud that maybe they could take something from what I was sharing and afterall, it was in fact helping. It wasn’t just words and empty comfort.

I think moments like that make posts like this possible. Tiny moments of making ourselves proud or feeling valued can contribute to a beautiful something. I surely hope this is a part of that.