“Someone Who is Needed by Others”

She believed that humans, are basically good. Everyone has the capacity to provide help and be there for fellow human being. Due to personal experience and encounter with life of each one of us, we can somehow totally relate to the struggles of other people.

She’s one of billions of people who have fair share of stories and struggles. She aims to be present and be of help to others. She thought that it is her responsibility to extend help and mend the brokenness of her fellow human. She wants to shine brightly so that everyone who are in darkness can see her light. Hoping to heal everyone because she understands the feeling of brokenness and pain. She reckon herself as someone who are needed by everyone because she is ready to help. She is willing to offer her life mending and fixing others.

She’s eager to make a change and create a difference. She will heal all the wounds and scars of everyone. She is needed.

She tried to stop asserting herself in helping others.

Then one day, she feels empty. There is a void in her heart and her eyes shed tears. Fresh tears falling from her eyes that when it reaches her heart, she feels the sting and pain of her wounds. All along her own wounds were overlooked. She’s busy being there for others that she forgot to be there for herself. Feigning strength and wearing her mask that when she finally removes it, the genuine truth of her is revealed and she can’t stand to see her own reflection.

She was asked, why she’s being someone that is needed by others.

She gave a pale smile and answers…

“This is my way of communicating that I am still here. Because when people don’t need my help, they will not notice my existence. Being there for others makes me feel a little less broken and lonely or maybe; I thought someone will ask me if I’m doing fine”

Then, she turns her back from everything. She’s going home, to her self. A sense of hope emerges in the emptiness of her being.

–She Writes

Published by She Writes

She's a dreamer. Hopes to be lost in oblivion but the truth is, she just wants to be seen and heard. In quest within and lover of life. This, too, shall pass so I will keep going ; I still don't know. I'll rest for the mean time.

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