“It’s okay, me too.”
Hearing those simple words helped me breathe again. It took vulnerability and strength for me to open up to a friend, and compassion and humility for them to respond with those words. I felt hope again. It meant that my sleepless nights, pounding heart, and teary eyes don’t mean I’m broken – they mean I’m human. And in that moment, someone else gave me strength and reminded me it’s going to be okay.
I’m Margaret, and I write about the real things in life and wrap them in the truth of God’s word. My prayer is that my vulnerability makes you feel less alone and that you ultimately experience the love of Jesus. And maybe one day you’ll have the courage to pass along your own vulnerability to someone else by saying the same words that once helped me:
“It’s okay, me too.”

