Day 12

Lately, there's been something in the air, and a lot of my friends have been going through some very difficult times. It's very, very sobering and incredibly easy to become weighed down by how much is going on in the lives of people I care about. I used to have a very tough time being able to be a true friend, because there was always a tally in my head - and I allowed myself to feel like a martyr, as I felt as though I was constantly giving but not receiving in return.

Of course, after many years of that internal hurtful monologue, I realised that I didn't let people know when I needed help, either. Kinda makes it difficult to help me, huh?

Today, I am beyond grateful that my life is stable enough that I can offer support to my friends without anger, bitterness, or any resentment. There is a certain amount of peace that comes with being able to say "How can I help?" without anything behind it beyond a desire to actually be of assistance and be a support when it is needed.