My friend came to me. Distress was etched across her face. Sunken eyes, pinched face and hunched shoulders. An unhealthy aura of hopelessness around her. She told me that she is a dissapointment and can’t do a single work properly. That she is worthless. “We all have phases like this and just because we don’t have the solution to everything, does not make you worthless. You need not be strong all the time. And you are one of the mosting amazing people I know”, I said the words.(that I needed to hear myself) She smiled, some colour returned back to her cheeks.
It’s so easy to fix someone else. Why is it so hard to fix yourself?