Supporting role.

The other day on Facebook, I read a post aimed toward the children who do not always get recognised in the end of year celebrations at school. The post went on to say, “I see you.” An emotive mental finger point to the kids trying their best but falling short of the limelight. It really made me think, not just about those kids. I mean I have one star performer as a child and another child barely able to say his name in public. I get it that some have talents not as visible. What it really made me think about was all the work that gets done in this world by people supporting someone in their life journey.

I see you.

I see you parents staying up late mending holes in favourite outfits because the “best Christmas party ever” is on tomorrow.

I see you parents baking muffins at midnight because you only just checked an email from the class teacher saying there is a ‘bring a plate’ party in the morning.

I see you spouses getting out of bed once you were totally comfortable because you forgot to hang out the laundry with work clothes in it.

I see you spouses doing all the dishes, laundry, putting the children to bed and making lunches (even when the season finale of your favourite show has started).

I see you spouses being quiet because your partner is tired, waiting to talk about the big bills until a better day and sorting out problems on your own so there isn’t more stress in your partners life.

I see you. I also have a message for you.

Dear Supporter,

Supporting is important but it is not all there is. You need to be supported too.

You deserve to have someone pick up the children because you’re still in class. You deserve to have dinner on the table when you return from work sometimes. You deserve to be someone else’s first thought. Maybe that person will get out of bed to check your work clothes or clothes for school are hanging out to dry.

Don’t wait until your supporting role is done. This world is give and take. Give what you must and take what you need.


A Supported Supporter x




Taking things seriously.

My exam results came back today. I can now finally let my brain calm the hell down for a month or so.

I passed everything. I am really glad, and I can actually say that now. To be honest with you I was having doubts about how last semester went. Every subject had an exam and with exams comes that uncertainty that you actually read the question correctly, studied the right thing, made sense, wrote the number of pages used correctly and all the other tiny things that make sleeping ‘post exam’ hard. Now I am through that and on the other side where I can be honest about my terror and the fact that I had considered multiple options for failure.

Option one – “I’m not even bothered, fuck it…”

Option two – Blame others for my inability to pass a certain paper.

Option three – Pretend I passed them all and change my mind about summer school, promptly picking up a paper or two.

None of these options involved me being an adult about it and I guess that is something I should think about. I will face some sort of disappointment and/or failure in the next three years. There will be something and I think I need to be honest with myself and admit that I find dealing with my faults incredibly difficult and I feel like it leads to me not taking things seriously. If I take something really seriously then I will potentially look like a fool if I fail.

No more! I am a youth mentor so I need to set a better example… “crap!” … The youth mentor thing, I said I would write about my new job ages ago and haven’t. Again it’s because, although I take my job very seriously when I am there, I don’t talk about it because it seems too good to be true and I am still learning. There is that feeling like I could fail and be let go at any moment.

I hope this has struck a cord with someone. I hope at least one of you can recognise a reluctance in yourself to tell people about your plans without minimising the importance by making jokes or announcing your potential failure before you’ve even begun. Don’t do that anymore. You’re awesome. I am awesome. If we fail it’s only because we were brave enough to try. x

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