When I moved to a totally different country, I felt super displaced and was already struggling with depression. There were a few "normal" things that other kids my age had that I couldn't do yet (driver's license, graduating, dating, etc.) and so many people made me feel self-conscious about it ("Why aren't you driving yet??? You're an adult now!).
I met these kids, and although we didn't have a lot in common we ended up hanging out a lot, and they NEVER asked those questions. Never made me feel weird.
One day I found out their mom was dying of cancer so I got up the courage to tell them I was there if they needed anything. I got as far as "Hey, you know you guys have helped me adjust so much by just being there and I..."
And the oldest one stops me and says, "It's okay, that's what friends do."
I wanted to cry. First of all I didn't think we were really 'friends', and secondly, so many people I had known for a long time always made me feel awkward by pointing out what I was "behind" on.
I actually felt seen.

Sometimes hurting people don't need someone to "help" them, they just need someone who won't leave.

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Lil Miss Hobbit

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I was talking to a friend of a friend. They were asking for advice and I gave then some, then I was gonna tell a personal story to go along with it but I stopped.
They told me to talk. “It’s good to get things out.”
They made me feel important :)

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Muff_Fluff

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"you will die on september 14 2027 5:16 pm

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️‍️‍️TRAINS RIGHTS️‍️️‍️

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“You look like you lost weight.” That comment is what started an eating disorder in me, and it’s slowly getting worse, and it’s probably going to kill me.

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Charlie Spring Fan (He/Him)

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