Who’s Helping Who?

It has been a long time since my words have been a source of deep comfort to someone who desperately needed it. So too has time long since passed when someone genuine wanted my input on something that I am all too familiar with.

I miss those moments. I forget that it is often times like this that help retain what’s left of my humanity and the fine line between rational thinking and a severe need to wear a straight-jacket. It’s times like this that I can’t really tell whether it’s me helping them deal with the issues in their lives, or me trying to come to grips with the darkness in my own life. Then again, when it boils down to connecting with people and forming a bond with them. Does it really matter who’s helping who?

I didn’t think so.

2 thoughts on “Who’s Helping Who?

  1. There’s a sense of usefulness that comes with helping others, and as long as one isn’t always the helper then it becomes a case of being taken advantage of.

  2. Cléa: This case though, one is always the helper. Whether it be a one time thing or a repeated event. It’s the only source of company. For what it’s worth that’s a good thing all round.

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