Emotional Purging Part 2
It was a girl at work's last day today. So me, her (J), and L decided to go for dinner and drinks to celebrate. Dinner goes well, drink maybe 1 glass of wine more than I should have. Head back to L's to continue. J leaves around 10 cuz she had her little bro with her too. So L and I get to talking. Quite a bit to the point where she is crying and I am almost there. We went through everything, from her uncle dying (this was recent), to her kids, to what I could do, self-esteem struggles, to extremely bad periods in both of our lives. L is like the mother to people, but only certain people. She will find one or two that she takes under her wing and mothers them (in addition to her own children). Although she said many things that struck me, one thing really stuck with me. The other night (just after she found out about her uncle) I was talking to her and she seemed very uncertain about what to do about the whole thing. I told her about how I reacted to my grandfather passing away. So tonight she thanks me a tells me that I made a big difference in how she was coping. That helped (I'm not sure that is the right word but it is the best one I could come up with to describe how I am feeling) me. I've never been 100% sure of what I want to do "when I grow up", but I have always been sure of wanting to help people and make a difference. Just knowing that something I said helped her and made a difference to her was huge.