On things that blow :

You know what blows? Not being able to help someone. I’m not talking world peace, hippy love and yoga—screw that shit. No, I’m talking someone you care about being in a position where all you can do to help is listen. Don’t get me wrong, the people who are there for me to talk to when I’m in that kind of situation are invaluable. They provide so much by just letting me vent. But when I’m the one who is on the other side, I can’t help but feel completely useless. I want to be the one with endless funds so I can make things okay; I want to have the perfect piece of advice, or the words to turn the perspective around and make it not so bad. I try really hard to be a good listener and be there 24/7 for them, but in the end it’s how we as humans get through life and become the people we are. It’s just as important to have the shitty days, hell, the shitty weeks…months, even—as it is to have the good ones. But it still sucks to watch them struggle and try so hard to be where God wants them to be when there seems to be no certainty in either direction.

I guess I just wish I could do more for the people around me.