I know I've posted about this before. I was just thinking about that post earlier. About how it's okay to hold a child's hand, but not a friend's. Not a stranger's. Yes, a lover's. A husband's. Not a teacher's. Not a classmate who needs help.
I was thinking about that earlier. I know someone who is going through such a hard time right now. But I am terrible with these kinds of things. I always say the wrong thing, and so most of the time I just sit in silence, waiting for them to ask for help that I am more than ready to give. But they don't ask. Eventually, they pull themselves together. Or they don't. Either way, they don't need you.
I just wanted to reach out and hold his hand.
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