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NEPAL: You Told Me I Matter

Reeti K.C.
Posted November 20, 2017 from Nepal
Photo © Beryl Chan, Flickr CC0 1.0 Universal

Reeti KC pens a letter to the woman whose support changed her life forever.

“You told me something that I was supposed to hear years before.

Dear Claire,

My fingers were trembling as I texted you three years ago. The decision to give away my secret after years of silence was terrifying. But I knew I had to do it, so I began typing.

Hey Claire! I’ll see you at 4pm in front of the office gate for the interview.

I stopped typing, weighing the option of choosing silence over voice. Honestly, it seemed the better option. With a racing heart, a long breath, trembling fingers, and a very weak determination to end the hurt, I added: Oh, and I have to tell you something important.

I closed my eyes and pressed send.

I could hear the pounding of my heart and feel it beating faster. Then, five minutes later, you replied, “Okay Reeti. See you there.”

I spent the rest of the day debating whether to tell you my story or not. I cursed myself for considering sharing it with a person I’d only met about a week prior. I was in the Women LEAD 2014 program, and I didn’t know anything about you apart from the little information I had learned when I researched the organization in preparation for interviewing you, the co-founder of the organization. It was my first interview as a reporter for my high school assignment.

As an introvert it takes some time for me to trust people, so I don’t know why I chose to confess everything to you. You were an enigma to me with your ocean blue eyes and curly blond hair.

It was 3:30 pm, and I was all ready to leave for Women LEAD with my father. I was terrified for the post-interview conversation, and I was still doubting my decision. I met up with you at 4:05 pm and we went to a café nearby. I ordered Cappuccino and you ordered Milk tea. The interview began and ended within 30 minutes.

Then you asked, “So, what was the important thing you wanted to talk about?”

I was freaking out. In my head, I was screaming the loudest I could. The strong coffee was giving me a headache. Or maybe it was caused by the urge to tell being at odds with my fear of speaking up.

I took a long deep breath and with a quivery voice I started, “I wanted to talk about …”

I spoke. I’d never spoken like that before. I went on and on. I told you the story of what happened three years ago. The embarrassment in school, people pointing at me and laughing, failing in three subjects, parental and school pressure to do well, slowly falling into depression, dissatisfaction and shame over my body size, feeling unworthy, undervalued, failure, and a burden. I told you about the sad diaries I kept: depressing stories and poems I wrote during that time. I told you about crying every single night for three years straight. I told you about having only one thought in my mind during that time, “I want to end it all. I want to die”.

I watched your blue eyes turn red as tears dripped down. At that moment I knew why I chose you to confess my story to. Your blue eyes mirrored my brown ones, red and tearful. You understood me, my pain and guilt. So, I went on even though the lump in my throat and tears in my eyes were making it very difficult. Other customers in the café were staring at us. It didn’t matter; I didn’t care. For the first time in my life, I didn’t care what other people thought of me.

I vividly remember what happened next. After hearing me out, you simply stood up, spread out your arms, and I slipped into them. We cried while we hugged each other. I was staining your beautiful shirt with my tears, but it didn’t matter to you. I cried like a baby. I’d never cried like that before. I released the pain that I had had for so long. No one had cared so much about me before. Then you told me something that I was supposed to hear years before.

You said, “I’m so proud of you. You are strong, and you do matter. If you need anything, I’m always there for you, okay?”

I needed to hear that so much. Until that moment, I believed I had never made anyone proud no matter how much I had tried. I was a bad daughter, and I was a bad student. I had failed three subjects. I was not a good friend because I felt safer in my room alone rather than with others. I hated myself. I didn’t matter to anyone—not even myself. I had two entire diaries filled with tear stains and sentences that stated I hated myself. I felt no one cared. But you did. You listened to me and cried for me!

This small conversation changed my life.

After that day I burnt the two sad diaries that I had, and I started ranking first in my high school. I still rank first in my university as a third year Media Studies undergrad.

Claire, because of you I realized that nothing is impossible when you believe in yourself. You told me, “If you don’t believe in yourself, surround yourself with people who believe in you”.

These words seem inadequate to express my gratitude. There have been so many opportunities that have opened up for me just because you taught me to believe in myself. You helped me make very first Curriculum Vitae. I got my first internship at a magazine then moved on to my first paid job as a reporter for an international news organization. At 18, I gave my first speech as a guest speaker on Women’s Day 2015. Afterwards, a young girl came up to me and said, “You are so inspiring!” Just years before, at age 15, I had run off the stage during a speech competition due to stage fright.

I always complained about not having a Godmother, like in the Cinderella story. But Claire, you made me realize I am my own savior. Still, I couldn’t have done it without a little boost from my strong and inspiring real-life fairy Godmother who has blue eyes and curly blond hair.

From,

Reeti


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  • mae me
    Nov 21, 2017
    Nov 21, 2017

    Hi Reeti, so sweet of you thanking her and remembering what happened how you are now today :) 

  • Corine Milano
    Nov 21, 2017
    Nov 21, 2017

    Love this story, Reeti! Thank you for sharing it.

  • Hilaire Murhula
    Nov 22, 2017
    Nov 22, 2017

     

  • Katalina
    Nov 22, 2017
    Nov 22, 2017

    Hi Reeti,

    Thanks for sharing.  This is such a great story!   You have such a great heart!

    All the Best, Katalina

  • Immaculate Amoit
    Nov 24, 2017
    Nov 24, 2017

    Hi Reeti, your story has reminded me of my friend, and other mother Leah. As a young person you just want someone to listen and assure you it shall be well,.and.that you matter, Shine on girl

    Cheers

  • Tamarack Verrall
    Nov 26, 2017
    Nov 26, 2017

    Dear Reeti,

    I have pulled beautiful kernels from your story to say as strongly as I can, you have shown through your writing just how powerful the meeting of two women willing to share and to listen from our hearts, can create such change. 

    From your beginning: “I want to end it all. I want to die” , "...the urge to tell being at odds with my fear of speaking up",  "I’d never spoken like that before", to your transition "For the first time in my life, I didn’t care what other people thought of me", with the simple but heartfelt: “I’m so proud of you. You are strong, and you do matter. If you need anything, I’m always there for you, okay?” to your leap into your power: "I burnt the two sad diaries that I had, and I started ranking first in my high school", and celebratory outcome"...a young girl came up to me and said, “You are so inspiring!”.

    Wow. Congratulations on being featured. Not only do you show with crystal clarity what women can do for each other, you are a magnificent story teller.

    In sisterhood,

    Tam

  • ATH
    Nov 26, 2017
    Nov 26, 2017

    Thank you soo much for sharing this strong and encouraging story. Lots of love!

  • Jumi
    Nov 26, 2017
    Nov 26, 2017

    Thanks for sharing your story with us, Reeti. One person can make a difference. You matter; your life matters. Stay strong, sis. x

  • Phinnie
    Nov 26, 2017
    Nov 26, 2017

    Wow! What a powerful inspirational story and a wonderful reminder of how one person can make a difference and the importance of believing in ourselves!  I wish you all the best Reeti and I hope you keep writing and sharing your observations and wisdom with others!

  • Evelyn Fonkem
    Nov 29, 2017
    Nov 29, 2017

    Great story thank you for sharing

  • Ngwa Damaris
    Nov 30, 2017
    Nov 30, 2017

    Wow!!!!!!!! Claire is God sent 

  • bianca maria
    Dec 03, 2017
    Dec 03, 2017

    Hi Reeti, this sharing is very powerful and beautiful. I can really resonate with you when you say you encountered doubt, I struggle with it too and sometimes I find myself moving forward then backward and backward a few times before having the strength to move forward on something. x

  • Pippa Richardson
    Dec 09, 2017
    Dec 09, 2017

    Dear Reeti               I was very moved to read your story. I know what it is like to feel alone with a feeling of failure and unworthiness. It is very painful. And very damaging. Your story shows how precious it is to find someone with a big enough heart to have the patience to listen as well as give love, support and understanding. We all need people like Claire in our lives.  I am so glad that you met her - her generous offer of friendship brought a great healing. I am also very glad that you have found strength and confidence and can now live freely and fearlessly, and do so well. Every good wish for your future !

  • Donna Schreyer
    Mar 06
    Mar 06

    Thank you for sharing this . I know how important it is to have people who believe in you in your life, people who see potential for us when we are in too much pain to see it for ourselves. And I have also burnt diaries I kept during painful times when I felt stronger, healthier and ready to move on.

  • Clodine Mbuli Shei
    Mar 07
    Mar 07

    Hi Reeti,
    Such an inspirational piece. Its teaching me so much about dairies and speaking out. You are such wonderful person.

  • Lily Habesha
    Mar 08
    Mar 08

    Dear Reeti,

    It's a wonderful memory to keep everything in mind and share us here.

    Good job.

    Lily

  • kitty
    May 06
    May 06

    This is so inspirational! Thank you so much for sharing your story.
    Keep on succeeding in life, and it sounds like you're doing a pretty great job already!
    -K