The way I see it is we are all one paycheck away from homeless, one lost job from a tent, one mental breakdown from a tarp and one life shattering moment from a cart holding all that is left.
She said "Will you go up there with me?" and I of course said yes. I said yes, because well I am in church, and what kind of a Christian would I be, if I said no?! I wanted to do what God would do, and because she needed my help. She asked me my name, and I told her, and she smiled as if she already knew and was confirming that she had the right person.
I see you on YouTube figuring out how to fix your cars, your appliances, and reading empowerment quotes to boost yourself. You are TOUGH. You show the world you got this. But, in your free “few” minutes when you take a shower, you cry, you crumble, and you are not feeling so tough.
You don't have to be nice to not be a pushover. You can set boundaries and have expectations of how others treat you - that is healthy. And, if they treat you like crap, you can absolutely call them on it, ask for it to change and if it doesn't, bye! Bye bye, see ya later, ain't no body got time for that. Zero tolerance, zero time.