it's not a bother to be needed

I honestly think being needed is beautiful. Like when someone asks you to do something, or when somebody looks for you because only you can solve the problem, or when a friend leans on your shoulder for strength, or when a forgotten acquaintance seeks for your help, even if that person only remembered you because he needed something from you.

Imagine having a life without someone needing you, can you even call that 'living'?

To merely exist, alone, neither wanted nor needed by anyone is terrifyingly depressing.

That's why I still feel happy and undisturbed when someone asks for my help, even if we have long lost our communication to each other. It is a proof that I exist, I'm alive, and needed. That I have managed to imprint kindness to other people. That though I'm just a worthless and small being within this vast universe, there's still one or two people who think of me, run to me, and have faith that I will come when called.

So for everyone who needs me, thank you. I'm at least able to fulfill a little part of my purpose.

Because I firmly believe that one of the saddest and loneliest feeling in the world is not being needed by anyone.