One afternoon, my friends and I were painting a banner for our high school
homecoming in the hallway but kept having to go inside of the girl’s bathroom
to wash off our messy brushes. I noticed a girl standing in the bathroom
quietly sobbing to herself. Everyone kept passing this girl pretending she
wasn't even there. I myself had spent several years of high school standing in
bathrooms around the school crying because I was struggling with depression
and anxiety. It triggered something deep within my heart as I saw some of
myself in this girl.
So, despite being a bit shy walking up to a stranger, I approached the girl
and asked if she was okay, even though I knew she wasn't. She shook her head
no and I told her that she wasn't alone and I would do anything she needed me
to, to ease this pain she was in. The school day was almost over though and
she had to catch her ride so I gave her my phone number and made her promise
to text me that night so we could talk and so she wouldn't have to cope alone.
We ended up texting most of the night and the next morning she told me had I
not stopped and given her my time she probably would have gone through with
her plan and committed suicide.
I had no idea as we were standing in the
bathroom that she was about ready to take her life and that an act that seemed
so small to me made all the difference in her life. It made all those sayings
about the power of kindness suddenly seem so true.
That day reaffirmed my
decision to find work in a field where I could help those struggling with
Today I am in the process of starting my own organization called Fight For
Your Infinity to bring light to those who can't currently see it themselves. I
will continue to fight for those suffering because nobody should ever feel
like they aren't cared about. I care. And I will spend my entire life
spreading that message.
And to the girl in the bathroom, well she still has
her life and I love seeing that she hasn't given up.