My mother has always told me that my name is not "Faith" by accident. When she was pregnant with me she rededicated her life to being a Christian. She had faith that her circumstances would change and that I gave her faith back.
I have come to realize that this is only part of the reason that she gave me this name. It was my destiny to be blessed with a burden. When I see people I know or people I don't know, hurting...I hurt for them. I have such a desire to help other people, but that's how many people react. What sets me apart is actually believing that whatever it is they're going through will get better. I'll go to the ends of the earth to do whatever I can to help them. If there isn't anything I can do to help physically, I give them all of my support and comfort.
People that want to give up on themselves because they feel like they have nothing left to give, that's who usually hits me the hardest, who I want to help the most. I'm just drawn to them. These people don't see a future for themselves, but I never give up on them. I'm there for the highs and lows. There have been a lot of lows, but no matter what, I never stop wanting to help, wishing I could take all their pain and hurt and carry it on my shoulders, just so they could be happy. I don't know how many times I've said "It will get better" and it hasn't. I've lost sight of certain situations getting better, but something always brings me back, my FAITH. My faith that things have to get better for them or why else would I care so much? Everything I put into trying to help them would be a waste. I just have to keep saying, "I don't know when, but it will get better, I'm not giving up on you."
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