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Where the rain started beating
It all began with ignorance on my part; I had no idea that I was approaching a hole blindly and without vision, which was the first sign of trouble. It was double trouble not to have someone to chat with. What makes it worse is when you are pushed away from the people you value most. I became defensive even when I was wrong; I was always right, and I never wanted outside counsel. I tried to work over my problems by staying inside.But instead, I built a mountain. It was just not working out at all. I desired freedom—the ability to go to uncharted territory, let myself cry whenever I felt like it, and make judgments without consulting anybody else to confirm if I was right.
As I was getting ready for a walk, a long-time friend of mine called and asked me out, and without wasting time, I thought that would be the end of my problems, so I agreed. When I got to meet her, I poured my heart out to her, and she just listened, encouraging me to ask for help whenever I needed it. I was immediately relieved. That's when I realized that a problem shared is half solved. Listening alone helps someone who is stressed to be relieved. Things fall apart, but they can be solved.
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