22h (edited) • 🔥Empathy Save the Species 🔥
I Listen Loud
They ask me, How do you support the youth?
Not with lectures dressed like love,
not with control disguised as care,
but with ears that don’t flinch
when truth comes out messy.
Because the bloom of misunderstanding
doesn’t need competition, pain is not a scoreboard. Suffering doesn’t shrink
just because someone else had it worse.
So I don’t compare them.
I hear them.
These kids my children, their friends
they don’t always run home to the ones who raised them, they run to the ones who feel them.
And somehow…
that became me.
They sit in my space, half laughter, half wounds,
speaking in a language that older generations sometimes dismiss, but I’ve learned to translate
tone over words, silence over noise.
I give them what I didn’t always receive, safe conversation, room to question, freedom to feel without being fixed too fast. I tell them:
You’re allowed to become.
I pour into their ideas like seeds already chosen by purpose, watering dreams that adults sometimes call unrealistic, because who decided survival was more important than imagination?
I celebrate them loudly their weird, their wild, their becoming, and I remind them
joy is not something you earn,
it’s something you allow.
And in the middle of giving:
I realized something…
I am not just support.
I am not just refuge.
I am evidence
that love can be soft and strong
at the same time.
So yes—
today, I celebrate how awesome I am.
Not out of ego,
but because I chose to be
what I needed
when no one was listening.
And now they are heard.
they are held.
they are rising.
And I’m right here,
not above them
with them.
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