On my walk, I met a girl. She was pacing back and forth on the sidewalk. Her face was stained with tears. We got to talking and I asked if her tears had to do with a man. She replied, "Is there any other kind of hurt?"
That's when I opened up. I shared with her my terrible breakup story and all the things that I learned from the hurt. I told her that it's important right now to turn to family and friends for comfort and support. I reminded her that she is loved and that she will meet other men -- better men, men that won't make her cry.
The girl thanked me. I smiled.
As I walked away, I thought maybe all the pain that I had been through over the last two years finally had a purpose. I was able to help someone else.
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