“My father is an Egyptian immigrant, and all he ever cared about was our education. He used to print out these huge...
Posted by Humans of New York on Tuesday, June 30, 2015
Humans of New York has always been one of my favorite Facebook pages, and at the moment, probably the only reason that I'm still on Facebook. To some posts I react with tears of laughter, and with others I react with tears of sadness, but never before have I related to a post on such an intimate personal level. I commented, "I don't know if any people that know me will see this comment, but this story is near identical to mine, from the math problems to the punishments to hospital visit to the exact same question, "Do you have any idea how much your hospital bill cost?" To the person in this picture, stay strong, there are people out there who do care about you and it gets better I promise. Live your life for you and someday you will be in a place where you are content with life and not in fear of it. I wish you the best."
It was scary to read this because I have metaphorically/literally been in that person's shoes, as the picture shows, and it knocked the wind out of me. The rest of the day I couldn't focus, and work was unproductive, but it made me so glad to realize that I am no longer in that position where I was made to feel utterly worthless and hopeless. I have the most wonderful friends, a strong support system, and unlimited potential in the future. It saddens me that so many other people have gone through the experience I have; no one should have to feel that way. Yet from California to New York, and many other places I assume, this is happening. I don't know how to solve this problem, and obviously it's not something that a single person can solve, but if you or anyone you know is in this type of situation, feel free to reach out to me. I'm always here with an open ear and I'll do what I can to help. Please remember you are loved and you are stronger than the environment around you. Every situation is impermanent, and it's going to get better eventually, I promise. ◊
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