What we have to remind ourselves is trust is a gradual process that takes time, effort and commitment; you have to start with the small stuff before you can trust with the big.
Hear stories and listen to what makes each person their individual selves instead of placing them into a box. Be good to one another. Be kind and open, and be a human to a human.
But I’m a believer in the impossible, and know that if we set our hearts and minds to it, we can overcome anything.
On the harder days, I need patience from those around me. Please don’t call me lazy, or tell me that if I just did something it would go away. I’ve tried that. I still do. But sometimes, doing something is just too much.
I easily fell into that way of thinking, equating my lack of interest in boys to thinking I wasn’t ready for them; I was too immature or had other interests that required my attention. I believed I must just be a late bloomer.
No one is perfect. It’s what makes us beautiful and unique. It’s the imperfections that create stories, laughter and memories. It’s the mistakes that help us learn and grow. It’s what makes humans, human.