You are important and you matter. Your feelings matter. Your voice matters. Your story matters. Your life matters. Always.
That renews my faith in humanity.
I once found a very pretty ring in a nonprofit needlework shop. They also sold locally made gifts, and the ring was next to a sample container of hand lotion. I took the ring up to the counter, saying where I had found it; obviously, someone took it off to try the lotion.
The (very nice seeming) lady behind the counter said, "What a pretty ring. I'm going to keep it!" I was shocked I should have told her, "Nevermind; I'll put an ad in the paper." (Long before the interwebs...)
Me: FBS (no longer betrayed nor a spouse)-62
D-day: 2007 (two years before finding SI)
S: 6/2010; D: 3/2011