You don’t know everyone’s story

You don’t know their stories or what weighs on his or her shoulders every day. You just know you see their strengths or weaknesses and how they carry them self and cares for others or continue on with all their might. You just know that everyday they wake up and they love. They love their family, they loves themselves, and they have accomplished everything they thought they couldn’t. You know they smiles even when they have so much going on. You know that they put one feet forward and they carry the attitude of even if they are falling on their faces, they are still moving forward.

But, here is what you don’t know. You don’t know that when they awaken each and every morning, they are wishing that just once someone would reach for them first in the morning instead of a phone or a tv remote, and make them the first thing of a priority in the day. To make them the first good morning of the day instead of thinking of anything else, to say “you were the very first thing that crossed my mind when I opened my eyes”, just as they do for others. To be that and have that feeling that someone would think of them, whether they be in another room, another city, another state, whether it be family, a friend, a coworker or a significant other. Just to know that for one day, someone cared, and for just one day they didn’t always feel so lonely.

You don’t know that they are wishing just once that someone would be there to build them up for once. Someone to tell them they are beautiful or handsome or to tell them they are strong, instead of only hearing it from their own lips. Someone to tell them they are appreciated for what they do. Someone to be an ear to listen, and truly give 100% attention that they could feel. Someone to ask them how their day was. They also have their days where they too need someone to reverse the role and be the glue and staples for their life, and help hold them together when things feel a little crazy.

You don’t know their story or their daily struggles, we don’t know if the person was abused, we don’t know if the person was a past or even present drug addict, we don’t know if they suffer depression/anxiety, you don’t know the health issues they face. We don’t know what they have overcome from the past or are going through in the present. And we don’t know if they are putting on the happiest face ever to hide pain.

You don’t know the story, the story where some days they just needs a break. Some days they just needs to relax. Some days they just need peace. A little help. A hug. And sometimes to just not have to ask for any of it and hope that people just know that they too are human and needs all the same things that everyone needs as a human being. At the end of the day, everyone is just that. At the end of the day its what everyone’s true story boils down to, we are all really just human. We all think, we all feel, we all struggle, we all need, we all breathe.

You don’t know their stories but what you do need to know is that all lives matter, and all lives do have some story to tell and they all make some sense once you get to know them, you just have to want to put the time into understanding them.

Author: Dana Gidner-Kristal

perfectly imperfect

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