So I am going to start the blog off with a explaining something that has happened to me recently. It might get a lot of questioning and looks wondering what I am talking about and it might get some understanding nods, who knows? All I know, is that it opened my eyes to write this post.
A couple days ago I really had a rough day, I had taken some strong medicine that apparently didn’t mix well, a rough day at work, and to top it off a job opportunity basically did not give me the time of day to show them my skills. Now yes that is stressful, and it may not seem like a big deal but there’s also something important that I have to include:
Recently I have diagnosed myself to have what is called Social Anxiety Disorder. It is basically where any kind of social situation I come across (speeches, confronting people, even going out to dinner) become a difficult situation to handle. No, stress is not anxiety. They are completely different things. With this disorder, when ever I come across one of the above situations, I can freak out to the point of a panic attack. Yes, it is a mental disorder, however it involves extensive counseling to relieve. However, I have what is known as a strong case because of my background situation, but I won’t go into details. Now why am I telling you this? Because I am not ashamed. Honestly, I’m relieved to know why I act the way I do, and I know that this disorder is normal. It is who I am, and I am glad I know what makes me unique.
So if you add the day I had, plus my anxiety disorder, you can understand why it was difficult. I managed to make it to the very last minute of my shift and I mentally could not take it anymore. I broke down crying, the stress and anxiety were weighing upon my shoulders. I was about to drive away in the incapable state I was in, when someone came up to me and asked if I was okay. I didn’t answer because I had no idea what to tell her. She told me that she wasn’t leaving me unless she knew I was okay to drive. I stopped and told her everything, not just about the situation but about my disorder and other overwhelming situations that I had been dealing with lately. We sat there for awhile discussing our lives until I calmed down enough to drive, she then drove to where she had to be and so did I. She saved my life that day. She may have not realized that, but I knew that if I got into that car and drove home when I was going too, I wasn’t going to make it home safely.
This story inspired me in many ways. If her one act of kindness just by asking me if I was okay, was enough to save my life, imagine all the things that we can do to someone else. That is definitely something to think about.
God didn’t put us together in a world to ignore each other, he put us together to take care of each other. Each of our actions shouldn’t be based off of what is to be believed as right or wrong, but what action does God want us to do? Don’t assume, pray and ask him, and answers will be given when needed.
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