Song Of The Week: I'll Be There For You - The Rembrandts
- Faiz Faisal
- 14 hours ago
- 2 min read
We all know the lyrics. I’ll be there for you, when the rain starts to pour. For most, it’s just a catchy TV theme song. For me, it has become a job description I never applied for, yet one I keep showing up to every single day.
Recently, while sitting by the bedside of a sick friend, it hit me: I have spent the better part of my life looking after the people I love. While I care for my family, my friends are the ones who truly own the map of my life. We survived our teenage years together; they know my secrets, my shifts in mood, and my history without me having to explain a single word. Looking after them isn’t an obligation—it’s an instinct.
The Truth About the "Helper"
I’ll be honest, even if it sounds self-absorbed: I like being depended on. In a world where I can’t always offer financial stability or grand gestures, an act of care is the one currency I have in abundance. Being "the useful one" gives me a sense of purpose. I might not be able to hand you a stack of cash, but I will be the one staying up all night helping you figure out how to find it.
The Unspoken Trade
People often look at "fixers" and caretakers and assume there is an ulterior motive. Maybe there is, but it’s not what you think. I don’t want your money or your praise.
What I want is the same grace I give.
When I’m the one stumbling, when I’m having an "episode," or when life finally gets the better of me, I just want that same compassion returned. Don’t point out my flaws or judge my mess if it isn’t hurting you. Just let me be human for a moment, the same way I let you be.
At the end of the day, regardless of the cost or the emotional weight, the promise stands. If you need me, I’m there. Because being there for you is how I make sense of being here for myself.
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