Feeling: Tired

Here's something I realised while at the homeless shelter this week: I cannot fix everyone's problems, but I can be here for them while they struggle and try to make life a tiny bit easier for them.

If you say you need help, I will believe you and support you in whatever way I feasibly can.

Sometimes, that means not pointing out a person's mistakes because they are already very aware of them and don't need me to make them feel even worse about it.

Other times, it's letting a stranger offload their life story on me and giving them a hug, or letting someone have €10 that I, truthfully, will not miss.

And I think that's what being human is about.

And I love that for us.

Life is funny. And sometimes I feel like I'm drowning and I forgot how to swim or where I was trying to go.

For example, I was really proud of myself the other day for doing a bat hang for the first time (it's a climbing thing), even though I quickly fell off the wall.

But now I feel like a piece of shit again, so everything is back in order. :)