I have about eight different blog posts currently sitting in various stages of draft form. Over the last few weeks I’ve been lucky enough to eat out at a range of different places with lots of different people, and as such I have plenty of reviews and opinions (particularly in the food department) to add to my blog. Yet at the same time, they are sitting in draft form for a reason. I guess I’m just not feeling inspired… maybe I need to go and eat some more food!
However I think the main reason is because I want to write this post instead. I know that I’ve already written a post about how inspirational my friends are, and I don’t want to repeat myself – but some of them are really great. They always say that you find out who your true friends are when things get tough, and I have to say it’s true! Without going into too much detail, I’ve had a pretty tough time recently. I honestly felt like I had hit rock bottom and wasn’t quite sure how things were going to continue, but throughout it all my friends and family were there for me and have offered the support I needed.
People who I have known for varying lengths of time have all rallied round and made me feel loved. Whether that’s just giving me a hug and not asking any questions, or checking in with me by text on a regular basis, I’ve really felt like I’ve had a fantastic support network and have tried to thank everyone who has contributed. You also don’t realise until you are in that situation who the person you are going to call in your crisis is. I cheated (because I’m blessed with lots of great friends) and made several calls, but each one was valued.
It also made me realise that actually, quite often you don’t have a very good idea of what people think of you until they are trying to cheer you up. I’m not great at taking compliments most times, and can often feel a little awkward, but I’ve been really surprised at some of the things that people have told me over the past week or so. It made me consider about whether or not I actually tell people what I really think of them, and unfortunately I probably don’t. This is something I will endeavour to change from now on.
I’m rambling a bit now, but I guess the moral of this post is to never feel like you are alone. It might not feel like it, but there will always be someone who is there for you. You might find them at the unlikeliest of times or places, and they might not be the first person you’d consider calling in a crisis, but they’ll be there. Thanks to everyone who has been so wonderful to me – I hope I can return the favour someday.
