I think I know why now, after letting a friend vent about the same feelings of low self-worth I was mired in not too long ago. I understood everything they said they were feeling because I was once there, too. And while they kept apologizing for burdening me with their bad thoughts and feelings, I just kept reminding them: "You're not scaring me. I've been where you are. Here's what is happening and here's a suggestion for finding your way out."
It felt good to let someone know they weren't alone, they weren't worthless and that somewhere in Brooklyn a Jaded NYer cares about their well-being.
I can only hope it made a difference. I can only hope I made a difference.
Vexation of spirit is a waste of time
Negative thinking, don't you waste your thoughts
Verbal conflict is a waste of word
Physical conflict is a waste of flesh
*smooches...donning my therapist hat for a good cause*
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maybe this post will help one of you, too.
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That's the bittersweet of it, isn't it? You have to go through the sh*t and sometimes it never seems like it's going to end ... and you even start to resign yourself that this is what life might be like. But then you get through it and you not only realize how effing strong you truly are for enduring, but just how good life can be.
Even sweeter? You just might be able to help someone else through it, maybe even teach them from your mistakes.
This post really touched me. Just had the best therapy session in the world where, after years of absolute bottom to climbing slowly out, I walked in excited to tell her how awesome I am. Even a potential tiff with a friend, dealt with with serenity and clarity. I never thought I'd see the light, much less my own inner peace again.
I'm sure you did help her.
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