This Is For The Ones Who Saved Me

As a fiercely independent person, it can be hard for me to admit the impact people can have on me. Sometimes it’s hard to look back and see the moments they brought me down, or the moments they pushed me to the breaking point, because I always want to feel like I am completely in control of my life.

I want to think I can always pull myself above the negativity if I am strong enough.

But the fact of the matter is that you really do give a lot of your power to the company you keep. Falling in love with the wrong people can make you feel hurt and bitter, judged and incomplete.

But fall in with the right people and you have the pleasure of watching all of the shattered pieces fall back together.

And it really is a beautiful experience.

Find the right company, and you’ll realize how smiley your smile can really be. You’ll wonder how you ever lost your ability to feel that light. You’ll laugh more and judge less. You’ll realize how much people appreciate you for being you, and you’ll show your love more in return.

It’s a beautiful cycle—positivity fueling more positivity until you feel something like the happiness you spent so long searching for.

Except it’s better than you remembered.

So here’s to the friends who leave pick-me-up notes on the kitchen table, who really want to know if I’ve had a good day. To the friends who introduce me to others like I’m the hottest thing since sliced bread and the ones who never leave me laughing alone.

Here’s to the friends who make me believe in humanity again after I’ve kept the wrong crowd for too long.

As much as I hate to admit it, no one saves themselves alone. So here’s to the friends who pieced me back together, I couldn’t have done it without you.