Empathy

Now that I've gotten all that pesky productivity out of the way in my last post, I think I'll go back to rambling aimlessly about my feelings.

Nothing is really going horribly wrong in my life. Sometimes when I post things on here, I make it sound like I'm on the brink of collapse, but that's not usually the case. But I wouldn't say any one thing is going particularly well for me either. My days are full of minor frustrations, and I'm a master at obsessing over small problems until they occupy every thought. It doesn't help that all the minor things have coincided pretty regularly for the past couple of months (hence the abundance of posts). And I think it's also just inherent in my writing style. I tend to try to make every little thing sound like the most important thing in the universe.

Sorry, rambling. The point is, since I know how easily small problems can weigh on the mind, I know how much the little things can help you get through the day, too. I don't think I ever told anyone this, but I used to have a habit of leaving anonymous positive messages for people back when formspring and ask.fm were a thing (and tumblr sometimes too, but I don't have one myself so I don't know a lot of people's tumblrs). I just think it helps to know that someone cares. The idea that someone could be going through their day thinking about me always made me feel a little better. And I think everyone deserves to feel like they matter. So I left people messages so they would know that they were on someone's mind. And yeah, I left them anonymously, but that's because I never really believed I was the one they wanted to hear from. Which is a whole separate issue that I don't want to get into right now, but at least they got the message.

I guess the point of this post is that if you care about someone, do something to let them know, because you never know who might really need to hear it.