There is always a time in your life where you question whether or not you have someone to talk to, a person you can count on. Me? I can believe there is. I believe that when things are unbearable or seem impossible, there is that one person standing next to you, helping you up instead of pushing you down. How do I know this? Well that is simple, I know because I have been both the one spiraling into this pit of despair and sorrow that seems bottomless, but I have also been the one to lend an ear or other appendage when I feel that someone needs help.

There was a long stretch of time in the seventh grade, before I moved here, that I was just kind of going through the motions. My step-dad had tried committing suicide, and when that failed, he just left my mom, brother, and I. I felt unworthy of receiving any emotion, and it didn’t exactly help that the rest of my family left me by myself most of the time. I still went to school and I still did activities, but it felt like I was only there physically, not mentally or spiritually.

One of the activities I had used to keep myself from thinking was the honor choir, or Madrigal, group at my school. One day, I had to go over to someone’s house to work on something for the group. Everyone was laughing and screwing around, getting nothing done, but I just sat there by myself. I can’t remember what had happened, I think one of them had asked why I was so quiet and sad all the time, but I had told them everything that had been

Through eighth grade, and even now, we aren’t as close as we used to be, but they are still there for me when I need them, as I would most definitely be there for them. Though we are only friends now, no longer close, I have met others in the past two years that made me realize that no matter who you are or where you’re from, there is always someone to pick you up. There is someone to annoy you, laugh with you, cry for you, and to destroy lives with. My experience made me realize that no one is ever truly alone, even if they want to be, someone is always there to pick up the pieces that were shattered around you.