...It was a relief when I saw the commission requests. It helped distract me from...everything. But something happened that I had not been expecting.
I began to receive notes and messages from others. Some who I had spoken to in the past, and others I hadn't met yet. People who talked about their own worries and troubles, their fears and lore.
" You're going to get through this. "
I began receiving donations with words of kindness attached to them.
" You really helped me with your words once. So I hope this helps you. "
Note after note from strangers who told me if I needed someone to talk to, they were there. Others who pointed me in the direction of support groups. Someone even gave me a nudge in the direction of a job.
I felt my bitterness ache in me. Like some weight on my chest that had been there for so long. It hurt...it hurt to realize all this time I had become so sure of the worst in people...I forgot how giving and kind they are as well...
...how benevolent...how creative......how beautiful.. I forgot the shape of a heart.
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