difficult conversations

wish i was better with words but i’m not so shall settle with borrowed words:

The ghosts inside of us are pesky little things. They will not leave of their own volition – they need to be shown the door. Perhaps it starts by being honest with ourselves, that things are not okay, but that is not the end of the story. Perhaps it involves some chocolate, some cake, and honest conversations with trusted friends. Perhaps it takes some courage to do all of those things.

Perhaps healing starts when we stop, breathe, and admit we need other people. Perhaps it’s taking a step, a small one, and letting them in. Because if you are still around, it is not too late. It is never too late. 

It is my prayer that even in the depths we try to believe in the light. Because it is there. Because you matter. Because you are loved more than you ever imagine.

“How are you?”

“Are you okay?”

We ask these perfunctory questions and sometimes hope for generic answers.

The difficult conversations are difficult for a reason. They are heavy. And you may not know how to respond.

Maybe the difficult conversations don’t need answers. Maybe the adage “a burden shared is a burden halved” is true. Maybe we need to be better listeners, and be ready to admit, once again, that’s it’s okay to not have it all together.

Let’s endeavour to have better conversations. To be ready to lend a listening ear, a shoulder to cry on, or to buy ice-cream if that’s needed. Let’s seek to understand, even if we don’t at first.

Diane Leow

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