There have been many times I’ve felt useless, like the kind of useless you feel when a friend stops believing love is real, and you are both sitting together in her car, and she is crying. I try and offer solace but it never quite makes it off the tip of my tongue. She asked me how to make tears stop falling from her face. I told her that the rain only stops once the storm is over, When all that can be released has been. At the moment it felt like telling a drug addict to just stop taking pills. That was how useless I was.
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