Chapter two: Your past builds your present

Now

Intellia

I am now 21 years old, I figured out that out of all this mess that I had been suffering I could benefit and I could help others deal with the problems they had in their life. So I created a blog called "dealing with life" and that was when I was 14 years old but at first people didn't think that could help but they gave it a try and sent me anyway. Of course I used another name that was Vicky.

Somebody sent me:

"I don't think my life matters, nobody cares for me, I live with my family while I feel totally alone; nobody hears me, and nobody ever tried to feel what I feel, nobody ever loved me, I don't even have a friend nor a boyfriend.... I am devastated. I think about suicide a lot but I have never had any attempts. What do you think?"

Of course I had to respond quickly and wittily

"Don't ever think about suicide. Nobody should! God is the only one responsible for your death day and how it happens. Life is an exam and just like they say you have to be excellent to be called mam and don't think about the bad things in your life, think about your good health. All your members that God blessed you with. Find your talent, aim high, have a dream, try to achieve it, love yourself, find your identity, have courage and be kind (from cinderella), search for good friends, not cool friends nor popular one that are superficial.

However about your family, they're all busy in life just as you are but you could start helping your mom in her house work and try to talk to her; she would hear you after that. And if no boys ever see you, they are the ones losing. Love isn't always about boys, there is family, friends and mates . People aren't the ones to decide whether your life matters or not, you are the one in control, a person could choose to be a scientist, dedicate his life to find a cure of a major disease, to make people happy, even to make them respect him or ignore him.

I once read in a book the contract a wise thing :

"life is made up of moments. All sorts of them. Sad ones, good ones, and great ones. They make up the tapestry that is your life. Hold on to all of them—especially the great ones. They make the others easy to take." "

Well, love meant to me something totally different than all the other people, it was pure, innocent. It's being comfortable, peaceful, safe, happy, strong and crazy in a weird way. To Feel like you own all this world and to want to make everybody feel as happy and joyful as you are. It wasn't related to touch, it was related to the soul, talking to somebody for hours without even getting bored of it, looking in his eyes and feeling like you're travelling all over the world exploring every little detail in it. Like patients of cystic fibrosis unable to touch each other but they could feel each other, they could stay away but getting to know them better without being close so they won't hurt each other.

Anyway, she got the message and she read it and sent me this respond after few days .....

" You know I never thought I would benefit from a site like this, but you really helped me, you gave me an incentive to change, to explore my personality, to deal with my flaws first, before blaming others, to see what I have always had, without me even noticing. You should be proud of yourself and your work. I am now one of your fans. Hope we could talk again. "

The happiness you get from helping others, is the best feeling you'll get during your whole life and journey!

That's when I decided I will complete with this blog.