I'm here as a friend

I laid in bed crying last night, but this morning I realized that it was tears of joy. Maybe last night I didn't know it but today I do. There is a lot of hurting that goes on in this world. Sometimes we think our pain is the most obvious because it's right in front of us. If we listen to other people's stories. It will amazed us and give us strength. There is not much I can do at this point in my life but listen. When someone feels the need to open up to me and spill out their darkest secrets, all I can do is listen...listen without judgment, listen with understanding and listen with a trust, that no matter what they tell me...it's between us and no one else. I've gone through a lot of emotional abuse, and put myself subconsciously through a lot of emotional abuse. It's human nature, but it's good to know that when you need someone to talk to, whether the person be a childhood friend or a faceless friend...you have someone. Sometimes a person just need someone to confess to. Someone to spill their fears, pain and hurt to. It's a great thing to have a someone like that or be a person like that. I hope that I can make a small difference by listening. I might not have a solution...but I can listen. Sometimes that is the best solution. It doesn't take a lot to just listen to someone talk about their life whether it's the past they are remembering, the present or the future.