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"Words are dangerous. Silence is deadly. A combination of the two is lethal, but only to oneself."

The thing about words.

Let’s start with the basic question that no one ever bothers to ask, simply because it never crosses anyone’s mind. What is a word? The reason it never crosses anyone’s mind is that it’s completely useless to know what a word is. This may seem like a sweeping generalization of the uselessness of a definition, and I’m sure somewhere Merriam-Webster and the many Webster descendants are rolling in their grave. I apologize if I offended someone, but let’s face it. A word is useful because it can be used.

Try and tell me otherwise, and I’ll have to disagree. I’m a unique individual in that I am never at a loss for words. I’m at a loss for thoughts and expressions, but I’m never at a loss for how to express the aforementioned expressions. Am I confusing you yet? I certainly hope not. If you’re starting to lose interest, stay with me.

I can remember details, and in turn express every detail of a story both vividly and accurately, simply because it’s one of the few things that I’m really good at.

Words are extremely powerful, though.

Most of bullying these days is done with words, not violence. You know that expression Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words may never hurt me right? Yeah, well, that’s completely false. Don’t believe me? Example number one, bullying.

But, I digress.

People are always at a loss for words these days. I myself am at a loss for words, so don’t think I’m pointing the finger at everyone who isn’t me. No, I am at a loss for words, too. It happens, we’re only human.

But there are certain moments, when words are key. They’re absolutely necessary.

But it’s these moments of necessity that we are often at a loss for words, is it not?

When we screw up, when we want to express our feelings, when we have something we absolutely have to say. These are the moments when our words escape us.

Those sneaky little devils.

We want to express all the emotion, everything that’s building up inside of us, and we simply can’t.

I’ve been at a loss for words before, and it sucks. Honestly, it does. I feel your pain, but there’s something I should tell you.

Sometimes, words simply aren’t enough.

I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to. I wish I hadn’t. Is there anything I can do?

Sometimes, you need some action. You need someone to show you that you matter to them. You needed them to not do it in the first place. You need a time machine to fix things.

I don’t care if you’re sorry. You did it, even if you didn’t mean to. Well, I wish you hadn’t either. No, there’s nothing you can do to fix it.

Rage is a lot to deal with, and it’s a lot of emotion to handle. It’s a lot harder to control your anger than to control your laughter, is it not?

Here’s the kicker though.

Sometimes, words are enough.

I’m here for you. I’m not going anywhere. I love you.

Sometimes, all you need is a little affirmation that everything will be okay and that you’re going to make it.

Thank you. I don’t want you to go. I love you, too.

Love is the most powerful force on the entire planet.

Cliche as that sounds, it’s true. How many people have spent months locked in their room because they loved someone who didn’t love them back? Or because they lost someone that they wish they hadn’t?

At least once, that’s for sure.

It’s okay if words aren’t enough to soothe your pain, to ease your heart. It doesn’t make you hardhearted, and it doesn’t mean that you’ll end up alone, either. It just means that this is one of those times when you need more.

But it’s also okay if words are enough. If all you need is to know that you’re not alone and that there is someone who still loves you. It doesn’t mean you’re a pushover, or that you’re easy to please. It simply means that all you want is to hear it out loud.

Once again, I digress.

I am simply writing this dreadfully boring and lengthy post for a simple purpose: so that I’m never at a loss. Ever.

This probably makes little to no sense to any and all who read this, does it not?

But here’s the reason that I believe I can never be at a loss.

I can always be whole and ready for anything. Even at the moments when I’m at a loss for words, I can remain calm. Even when words aren’t enough, I can believe that someone will show me something worthwhile. Even in the few moments when all I need are a few words, I can know that someone is there to say it out loud, for everyone to hear.

Are you ready for this? Here’s the real kicker.

I don’t need the English language to comfort me, or make me feel whole. I don’t need all the words in the dictionary at my disposal to know I’ll make it through a conversation. I don’t need to be able to analyze or deconstruct every sentence I hear.

I only need one word in the English language to know that everything will always be okay.

You.