There are some words that we simply choose to keep to ourselves, and when they overflow, we have no choice but to allow them.
This compilation of my personal realizations may reflect yours. I decided to express them in words for myself, you, and us.
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I once thought that I could fix someone when they're broke; that when they're sad, I could make them happy.
I once thought that I was responsible for pulling them up when they were down.
I once thought that I could lighten up their burden by being there-by showing up and lending my time, ears, and hands.
I once thought that it would be the same as it was before, but that was what I just thought.
Probably because I was broke too when they were, so instead of fixing other people, it was myself that I should've fixed.
Maybe, I was kneeling down as well when I was trying to hold them and help them get up.
Perhaps I was not aware that I also needed someone's time, ears, and hands to lessen what I carried when I was trying to be present for these people that I care for.
So this time, I will just focus on myself more, because at the end of the day, I won't be able to be a relief for other people if I myself don't feel it within me. I should be whole first. I should get to be who I am supposed to be. I have to be still for me.
