If there is one thing in life we all hate, it has to be the feeling of being alone. Now, I don't just mean in those solitary moments where the house is silent before your family arrives home, I'm talking about those times where you have to fight through the tough times all by yourself.
Those are the toughest, scariest times because you know that in the end you're fighting for a solution that may never actually come. You get so caught up in your own mind, and by the time that the problem has reached a breaking point, you're already giving up on yourself, and any solution that could be possible.
My whole life I fought battles on my own. Most of the time it was because I had to, some of the time it was because I wanted to. Why drag others into your problems, right?
This past semester at college I went through something that could have impacted a huge portion of my life. I didn't know fully what to do, I tried everything that I could think of. It wasn't until I was crying my eyes out in the lounge of our house that my boyfriend was the one who came to my rescue. The one I apparently needed there since the beginning of this whole problem.
You know those inklings that you get when you know something isn't right, well, that's what he said he had. I really did not want to go with him, but at that moment I gave up fighting on my own. I realized I needed him and that he was there at that moment for a reason. Even when he had showed up I tried to hide that something was bothering me, until my voice was almost shot from holding back tears, but he already knew something big was wrong.
He already had plan A-Z, 1-5 planned out in his head. He knew what we were going to do, and every time I shot a plan down he already had the next one lined up. It felt like the biggest weight had been lifted off my shoulder, and I could never thank him enough.
That day I realized I was done going through life fighting alone, it's much easier with someone you love by your side. I fought too long and too hard to be on my own anymore through these battles, and I'd much rather get through them with someone else who is willing to support me through them.
I will never be able to thank him enough for just being there for me, with me, as we figured out what was going to happen. I knew in that moment that my time of fighting by myself was over with, because I had found someone willing to fight right alongside with me.
That night as a solution was brought to us by a phone call, nonetheless, we both smiled, me smiling through the tears still in my eyes. As he gathered me in his arms I felt a fresh set of tears starting, but this time out of the pure joy of finally having someone there with me and it being even better that it was the person I'm in love with.
No problem should have to be fought alone, and when you have someone who cares about you by your side, I guarantee you it will be a whole lot easier.
We both know that our problems are no longer just our own, but we both fight through each one, big or small, together.
