I read here more than post and not even as much of that anymore.
I'm in a different part of my life now and coming here ... well, it hurts sometimes. Brings up past wounds that are better left healed. While I'm a big fan of "paying it forward", sometimes it feels that my words fall on deaf ears of people who are in the middle of their crisis. And I am in no way minimizing their pain, because I was there. And I made it through. Just not in the way most people here want to hear.
So I peek in. I read. I listen. I occasionally try to help. But more so, I try to get them to help themselves.
I made friends here that I cherish to this day. They know who they are. Some don't even know that I'm their friend, but I kind of like it that way.
Everybody hurts. It's part of life. Don't miss the good stuff.
