I read posts on here, as long as I can, there is so much pain, so many people feeling buried and confused and hurt. I sure can remember my depression being that bad, and am so grateful.
Anyway, as someone who used to (and still does) long to hide away and have little contact with others, this is a nice little story.
I am back in school, am 53, and kind of had to go back to school as I pissed away options and money, couldn't find a job, etc.
The happy part. Today, before class, I was sitting on a bench, reading in front of the library. (I get to school early because I take a bus), and this woman came over to me, to thank me for telling her a few months back about
substitute teaching. I don't teach, but learned about
what was required, and plan to, maybe next semester. She took the time out of her day to thank me for telling her about
subbing, that she needed a job, and after I told her about
it (we were on a bus together) she looked into it, and got all the right paperwork in, and is now on the list for the school system to call to come in and sub.
Kind of nice feeling, very nice of her. So, if I hadn't made the "mistakes", if I hadn't moved to come here to school, if my car hadn't blown up on me months ago (engine seized up), if I had taken a different bus that day, if I hadn't been sitting in front of the library, much earlier than I needed to be because I had to meet with an instructor, etc etc etc, then this very small, but nice thing would never have occurred.
I do go on......
We don't always know the positive effect we have on others, but if we try, we can't help to be something a little positive for others.