I was at supper tonight when I saw that a friend of mine was sitting by himself. He suffers from depression. It makes my heart heavy for him. As I walked by, I felt compelled to stop and ask him if he wanted a hug. I can't explain the look I saw on his face. It was one of shock, "You want to have contact with me? You care enough to ask? You can see that I am here?"
Yes. Yes, I see that you are hurting, and I recognize that you feel alone sometimes. I recognize that sometimes you seclude yourself because you don't think anyone wants to talk to you. It's a lie. A dirty, filthy lie. You are loved, friend. Don't ever let your inner voice tell you otherwise. It's okay to not be okay. It's okay to tell people that you are not doing well. We all put up masks, but I'll take mine off if you take yours off.
"You want to see the real me?"
Yes. Yes, I do. Cry to me if you need, I won't mind. I won't mind if you even get me wet with tears.
And let me tell you. That was one of the best hugs of my life.
God Bless
beautiful.
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