Healing Powers

You know I've always had this thing with helping people with their problems, and I honestly thought I was good at it. From a third person stand point, its quite simple to logically think your way through other people's problems and find something good to say about it. Now, I'm talking relationship or stress problems because in high school, no one has any REAL problems. All this interest in how the minds of people work got me highly interested in Psychology which, in fact, is what I'm planning to pursue in the future, for now anyways. I've always wanted to help people with whatever adversity they were facing, so if an opportunity presented itself, I jumped head first into it. Seeing how I've only been in one relationship and I really don't stress about a lot of things, I find myself very ill-prepared to help other people since I obviously lack the experience. But in spite of that fact, I read a lot of articles about this kind of stuff. Enough to have created a mental solution book of methods for dealing with whatever problem I try to resolve.

There is one problem with all this.

Recently I talked to a friend, and by recently I mean 20 minutes ago, about his tragic break up tonight. I guess in a sense, he motivated me to write this blog entry. But like any chance, I took it and tried to not necessarily help but advise him through it because I thought that this break up was well worth giving my input.

I realized two things from this experience:
1. I'm not entirely confident about my advice. I know I sounds so flawlessly confident that my advice was good, but in reality, by the time I got finished sending my last message to my friend, I stopped myself wondering "Did I say the right things?"
2. High school relationships aren't something preoccupy your life with because there is very little teenagers know about real relationships and the responsibilities of it.

So I guess the problem lies between my confidence in my input because I don't want to jeopardize break ups even further.