I just want to help people. That's it. I don't want to earn lots of money or climb any sort of corportate ladders. I want to sit next to grieving people, broken people, lonely people and offer them myself as some form of comfort and love and acceptance. I have no idea what this looks like. I am not particularly wise or good with talking. I don't astound my professors or win awards for anything.
But the other day I was with a grieving friend and I cried with her. And I knew then more than ever that that was what I wanted to do with the rest of my life. I want to cry with people. To take their pain and make it my own so that they don't have to do anything alone- ever. I want that more than any freaking college degree. More than a GPA or credits. More than knowing lofty ideas and writing perfect papers. So much more.
I want to be a professional lover of people. I don't think there's a masters for that.
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love wins.
and you're good at loving.
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