When things get tough, some people shock you, and some people surprise you
Sometimes I wonder why things always get worse before they get better; and why the shitty things always happen all at once. I know many people that have had and do have far worse lots in life than myself. I've been traumatized by my childhood, but no more than everyone else, I think. I've spent a good number of my years feeling hopeless and alone, yet I have always loved people. I do. I care very much for my fellow men, and I have always done my best to be a positive (if only by the fact that it is void of negative) influence in the people's lives that I meet. I know I fall short sometimes. And sometimes I give all that I am and get nothing in return. I am used to being Atlas, it is what makes me feel worthwhile. I never asked for help; that way, if I failed, I failed alone. But a series of unfortunate events has recently crossed my path, and has not been daunted by my determination to look at the bright side of things; I have found myself of late being drowned by negative forces stronger than my will to care for others. I was ready to give up. Then something happened that I did not expect: others came to my aid. I discovered how much I am cared for, and I found that showing that I am human is not a flaw. I have people that will stand up for me when I no longer can; and I have people that will sit by my side when I feel I have nothing left. The strange thing is that my predicaments remain, I still feel as though I have hit a wall; but once again I am able to see the bright side. Once again I am able to laugh; thanks to those that stood by my side when I needed them most, even though I never asked. You know how much you all mean to me, but I never knew to the full extent. I do now. Thank you so much.