A Helping Hand

Sometimes we can be our own worst enemy. We can try to hide our feelings and not tackle what’s there in front of us. We push past all the fear and doubt and concentrate on what we have.

What we know to be true.

We don’t realise that we are doing it, we just carry on as if nothing is wrong. It feels a little like we’re untouchable all of a sudden, somehow we feel stronger. Avoiding the reality is a great defence mechanism until it crashes down around you.

When it crashes it hurts even more than you ever imagined and you cannot stop it from happening as your body just takes over and you are drowned by it. Eventually you come back up to the surface and realise that you cannot hide anymore.

Most importantly you don’t want to hide anymore.

You confide in your friends, family, a stranger on a park bench; whoever and whenever you need it, the time will come when you will open up and be free again. Sometimes we all need a helping hand back onto happiness.

I was glad to be able to repay that favour to my best friend in the whole world this weekend. I was pleased to have been able to be there for her as she has done for me in the past.

Acceptance is a great thing and I know she’s gonna be just fine.

As Lucas Scott says in One Tree Hill

“It's only when you're tested that you discover who you can be.

The person you want to be does exist, somewhere on the other side of hard work and faith and belief. And, beyond the heartache and fear of what lies ahead”