posted 2003/02/13 at 21:59
In between classes, appointments and Spectrum business today, I saw Maria in the Student Union. I had no time to talk with her (I was dangerously close to being late for a very special appointment at that time), but I could tell how much pain she's still in over what's been going on in her life these past few weeks, just by the look on her face. I want so much to be able to talk with her about what's been going on, to give her a shoulder to cry on, but at the same time I have to recognize and respect all that I've got going on in my own life. I mean, me going to a counselor like I have is pretty much an admission that I'm having too much trouble getting my own life together. So how can I feel like I have the authority or power to help anyone else?
Things are getting better, but it's a slow process. Today felt more like a step back than a step forward, but there are always going to be steps back in a process like this. I just have to keep living one day at a time here, doing the best I can in the here and now, and hoping like mad that it gets me through things. And I know I will get through things. I just don't know how yet.
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