recently i was talking with a friend and she was explaining to me how she was going through something difficult late at night. she mentioned that she should have called someone, but didn't. and within time, it passed. now it wasn't a life-threatening experience, but it was enough to keep her awake at night, throughout the night.
i'm sure we've all been there before in some capacity. having one of those restless nights, when you just need someone to talk to, letting you know it's going to be okay and reassure you that you're not alone.
but sometimes we allow those life experiences to separate us, more than unite us.
because isn't it just easier to try and forge through something on our own instead of reaching out?
when we reach out, there's fear and vulnerability associated.
it let's people in to see our pain and the reality that we're not perfect.
and by doing that, it shows that we're broken, in need of love and support.
in this already broken world, maybe we can reach out to one another more often,
helping to heal this place,
one person at a time.