misskitten
Hello Sweetie!
I don't mean necessarily the exact way it's done in the movie (where someone does something nice for you and asks you to pay it forward), but have you ever done something good for someone else that later on reminded you of something good that was done for you?
Today, one of my roommates came back from fetching the mail and he mentioned that there was a girl crying in the stairwell. I went outside to check and indeed there was a teenage girl sitting there clearly having a hard time about something, so I sat down and just talked to her (I had never seen her before, I only moved to the building a couple of months ago). Eventually I got her to open up and we talked for a while and eventually she stopped crying, by the end she even smiled a bit. That alone made me feel all kinds of good, but later on that day I started thinking back to when I had been her age.
Without going into too many details (considering this is General Discussions and not the MD) I was viciously bullied from early school age and way into my teens - and I had plenty of bad days myself. One in particular that I remember, I had even ended up crying on my way home from school - and I ended up encountering my (ten year older) cousin. Upon seeing how distraught I was, she had invited me in, gotten me to talk and generally cheered me up. Seeing the smile on that girl in the stairwell today made me realize that I had just paid it forward. And I hope that maybe she ten or so years ahead in time may do the same.
Today, one of my roommates came back from fetching the mail and he mentioned that there was a girl crying in the stairwell. I went outside to check and indeed there was a teenage girl sitting there clearly having a hard time about something, so I sat down and just talked to her (I had never seen her before, I only moved to the building a couple of months ago). Eventually I got her to open up and we talked for a while and eventually she stopped crying, by the end she even smiled a bit. That alone made me feel all kinds of good, but later on that day I started thinking back to when I had been her age.
Without going into too many details (considering this is General Discussions and not the MD) I was viciously bullied from early school age and way into my teens - and I had plenty of bad days myself. One in particular that I remember, I had even ended up crying on my way home from school - and I ended up encountering my (ten year older) cousin. Upon seeing how distraught I was, she had invited me in, gotten me to talk and generally cheered me up. Seeing the smile on that girl in the stairwell today made me realize that I had just paid it forward. And I hope that maybe she ten or so years ahead in time may do the same.