Can We Just Take a Moment
To Appreciate Something That Happened to Me Today?
So I’m walking home. I’ve been out in town for a solid hour and a half or something, running about doing errands of some sort or another. Since starting my new job, it’s my first day off, so I’m trying to get a few things done that I need to take care of. Moving to a new place is a lot of work.
Anyways, so here I am, heading back home. I’ve got a stack of six very heavy books in my hands, and I’m starting to feel really sick. At this point, I’d be surprised if I didn’t puke on my way. My guess is that I’m majorly dehydrated – a mixture of all the smoke in the air and the heat- and I really wasn’t looking forward to that walk.
I’m taking it slow when this guy pulls up in his van right next to me. You know the type – tinted windows and that jazz. Forget the fact that his vehicle said “Fire Safety and Rescue Services” on the side. I hadn’t noticed that yet.
So this guy turns to me all like “This is going to sound super creepy, but whatever you’re carrying looks really heavy, and you look pretty exhausted. Can I give you a ride back to where you’re heading?” So I assessed the situation, figured that it was safe enough, and he took me home. Told me about his kids and how much he loved them – and went on about the fact that human beings should help other human beings out. It doesn’t happen anymore, he said.
Thanks to him and his kindness, I didn’t throw up on my way home. Which is kind of awesome.
When I got back, the first thing I thought was I just hopped in a car with a man I didn’t know, and I wasn’t scared at all. Since getting out of this relationship, I’ve been really scared of men, and being around them makes me feel uncomfortable. By no fault of their own, mind you, and I’m really working on it.
But since moving, I’ve met so many incredible people.
My boss, for example. Yesterday we sat and chatted for at least an hour or more. Just about life. Why I’m here, what I’ve got going on, the fact that I need an apartment. He’s not intimidating or scary in any way whatsoever. Instead, he’s been kind enough to have patience with me despite all my dumb mistakes at the till, respects me for being an adult on his level (even thought he’s probably twenty years older than me), and wants to go out of his way to make sure I’m all good.
Then I’ve got this other friend. I told him what had happened to me, broke down crying over Skype, and asked him a heck ton of dumb questions about it all to make sure I’m still actually alright. I don’t know why it was so important to me that he understood, knew it wasn’t my fault, and didn’t see me any differently (that’s a lie I know exactly why), but it was. And he’s been amazing. Despite going through his own stuff, we’ve had pretty much an ongoing text conversation since we chatted – and let me tell you something: we both suck at replying.
So what do I have right now? I’ve got amazing friends who’ll stay up all night for me if I need them to. Parents who’re bending over backwards to make sure I get what I need. I’ve gotten a job with a great boss and coworkers, somehow I’m always ending up with enough money for the things I need despite being completely broke, and I’m even being taken care of my random strangers. I think his name was Josh?
Anyways, here’s my point guys. It’s so easy to lose faith in the world. I can’t count the amount of times I’ve been there. Everyone’s terrible. They’re all out to use and abuse you, because that’s been your only experience so far. It’s miserable. There’s no hope, life is just a series of misfortunes and heartbreaks until you eventually die, and then you’re forgotten as if you never existed in the first place.
But there are so many beautiful people out there in the world, and I’m tired of living my life as if there weren’t.
So today, Josh and all the other people around have really inspired me to do better in my own life. I’m such a big city kid. Don’t acknowledge anyone walking past you, leave others to their own business – just look after yourself. But that’s not the way the world should work, and by buying into that myself, I’m doing nothing but damage to the world around me.
Thanks, Josh. You showed me so much hope and light in our world. You taught me that decent people do exist, and they’re everywhere. Michael? Thanks for teaching me that not all guys are pricks, and for sticking by my side for so long. Boss dude? Thanks for being the gorgeous and kind boss I really need right now.
And to all you dudes out there? Thanks for existing.