“Im here for you” is a poem I wrote a while back when I was having a bad day, and a friend reached out to me to check up on me. It made me think about how there are some people in your life that will sit through the storms with you. And while sometimes it’s hard to reach out when you are struggling, I promise you that there is always someone out there who cares for you and who is willing to listen to your concerns.
After a heavy night The bags under your eyes Want to be popped The weight of the blanket seems impossible to take off.
You’re stuck again Until eventually you get out of bed And you stop you get up to nourish yourself But your body throbs
You change wash up Put your earbuds in To silence the noises from outside to within Somethings not right When will it end
You keep skipping songs. Until suddenly You hear lyrics That encompass your existence That listen to you and become your assistants
Next thing you know You get a notification on your phone From someone you’ve known
They say hello And things start to look brighter Things start to unfold
You’ve wanted to distance yourself. Until you realize their tone Of wanting to soothe you And it goes
“I’m here for you through the highs and the lows.” -nimra
Today, I was sitting in class thinking about how everyone I interact with is feeling behind, overwhelmed, or out of place. We collectively go through hidden struggles, yet our stories are not being shared. Our stories are being suppressed as students because we are all working to have a paper with our name on it. This waiting game of seeing if we are ‘educated enough’ to talk about our area of expertise translates to feelings of unworthiness. Another reason our true stories are hidden is because we are so busy calculating the next best thing that we forget to live in the moment and be human.
The first stanza in my poem VALID portrays the reminder that “your story is valid without a degree, or credentials, or empirical evidence.”
We often forget that we are more than our labels.
School is only one example of how we may not feel like our experiences are valid. However, there are many more ways people may not feel worthy of their life stories. However I believe that people should not be shut out of conversations because they dont have the type of education Western society expects them to. Going to school or not, going to work or not, living at home or not, your experiences are yours, and no one can take that away from you.