Lucky or karma?

Lately I've been doing a lot of things for other people. Can be make their day better, change a point of view, help them to recover from something, give money to people in vulnerable situations in the streets or buy them food and primarily needs, use my time in focusing about what can I give back to the world and be a better person for the people I wanna get to know or already have in my life.

All of this feels dreamy cause at the moment I started doing all of those things, wonderful things happened. In another blog I posted that my boyfriend was going on an interview of a very big corporation and HE GOT THE JOB! he's obviously taking three courses and learning basic stuff about what he has to do after actually start working.. but that opens a lot of doors for the two of us. We can move out, save money and buy things we could only dream of now. We can start a new life and I'm soo excited. My mom is getting better about her depression, she gets up, works on her looks when going out, talks to her family or friends again, tries to socialize with my father or myself. My dad is getting a raise in his monthly salary! And things just are getting better.

Last night I started to think about something my father told me. He said that I'm special, I have a propose in life and I have a path already made. He told me that great things are coming to my life and the ups and downs I have, the BPD and all other stuff are just trials that God makes for me to grow myself out of the naive thoughts. 

I think I already know my propose in life and it's to make people's life better. Doesn't really matter how I feel, it's about how can I help, how can I save someone for drowning, if they have problems and give them space to talk it out. Those are my proposes in life. And I totally agree with it. I never had that doubt in the moment a person feels bad, thinking something is wrong with them, if they're all alone, if they need support. I will always put the problems of other people first cause helping another is helping myself. 

When I see teenagers going through things I had, I just want to help them and I feel shitty cause it's like I have this "recovery thought" that they despise and maybe they don't even want that help but even if it's online or IRL, tell them it's NOT going to always be that way and life is more than feeling depressed and crash outs all the time. 

¿Do I have a savior complex or does it sound shallow to think that way? T_T I really meant everything I say.