And as I realize that I can’t save the world, I keep awareness of my purpose.
My purpose is to teach.
I was put on this world to make an impact in the lives of others.
I don’t take my purpose lightly. I don’t play around with it.
Once I recognized what it was, my heartbreaks, emotions, my worries all made sense to me.
I care. I feel. I love.
And I wouldn’t change that about myself. Not when we live in a such a selfish world.
There is so much darkness that a person can face during their day to day life. So I feel that if I can be just a glimpse of light for them at some point, I’ve done my job.
No, I can’t save the world. And that’s okay. I will, however, change the world for the ones that I interact with. Changing their views and way of life just by living my life with love.
I’m real about what life is like.
I’m not trying to be perfect or even put on a facade implying such.
Hell, I hurt. I cry. I overthink and let out the darkness in my own character.
But I love the lightness and the darkness within myself. I embrace them equally because they make up who I am.
When you are real with people, they don’t have a choice but to see that. Hopefully that builds trust. I just want to love on you, shower you with encouragement and support.
That’s how I save the world. With love.