Just a rant.

Hey guys. I didn't know what to post today, so I'm just going to say something of my own.

Life is tough. People are tough. I'm the type of person who finds people very hard to understand, but develops very deep compassion and affections for people, though I don't always say it out loud, because I'm scared of scaring them away. I hate that about myself, that I can't find the right words, or that they sound sappy whenever I say them. I care about people. But I also need people to care about me. I get lonely. I get sad, and I don't know why. I overthink everything and can't stop. I'm not sure if I have a mental disorder or not. Sometimes I get scared of my own thoughts, but I just can't stop thinking about them, because what if it's a really important subject, or what if I've made a great theological mistake?

This blog helps. Hearing about all these different people, overcoming their own challenges, or helping others who can't help themselves, it makes me smile. And I just want to be that sort of person for others, and to encourage others to do the same. Because we are all secretly not okay. We may look it, we may sound it, but inside, there is something bothering all of us. And we all need to smile every once in a while. We all need to know from time to time that there is something to smile about, that there is someone doing something good in the world, that there are people who care. And that one day, you'll meet that one person that cares that much for you. And they'll take your arm and help you to stand. And they'll never let you go. They may stumble from time to time, just like we all do, they may ask for you to help them, but you'll give each other strength. Because you know that you've got to keep that hope, that goodness alive.

We are all broken. We are all struggling. But we can all be heroes. Some people may not see us as that at first. They might hate you or scorn you while you live, then applaud you after you've died. But that doesn't change the fact that what you did was good, and you knew it, and you didn't give up.

So just hold on. Don't stop. Help is coming. In the meantime, don't stop helping others. Because you might be the help they're looking for too.

I mean, we're not Jesus, we can't solve all the problems, and we're not divine, but every little bit helps. We've got to get through life together. What's the harm in giving someone a hand and a smile?