By Guest Blogger: Jai Green
Have you ever wondered what your purpose is in life? Not humans as a whole, but your individual purpose? I think about the person I am, my heart and how big it is, my ability to yield, my love for the human race, and I drop my head in tears. In high school, as a freshman, while everyone was screaming save the Whales, I had a folder that had “save the humans” centered on it. I have always felt this way. Humans are the most intricate animate objects on earth, and good humans, kind humans are becoming extinct. We experience so much, yet we endure. When I experience pain, when sadness haunts me, I wish I had a me.
I see others flaws and over look them. I get beat and yet I’m still there to endure more. I have experienced pain on pain on pain repeating, and I had no one to release on, to vent to. So I said no other human should feel that way. No other human should experience being alone. So I spread myself thin, trying to be there for others. Building myself up only so the energy could be drained from me. Do you know how it feels for someone to drain the energy from you? Do you know what it’s like to take and take and take some more? Most don’t, most don’t know what it means to be self sacrificing.
I wish I had a me, I wish I could empty my problems, my flaws, my idiosyncrasies on someone and they’d still be there to love me. Still be there to pick up the pieces of me when I fall and break. Wish there was someone who looked at me and said, let’s not think about the negatives, here are your positives. To overlook temporary happiness for the greater good. To take one for the team in the name of love. To love me unconditionally and never want to hurt me. Some one to rely on no matter what happens, no matter how ugly I get.
I wish I had a me, but maybe I’m me, for the rest of the world.