What happens when we remember that we are first and fore most humans.

For a while I have been sitting and watching how we as humans work and live. Most of us live life like I do. You get up each morning go to work come home and go to sleep. Maybe a chance to read or play video games or whatever you do to relax. But I remember times where I had to become a hero in a split second. I think back to the car crash, which will be 16 years since then this August.
I was unable to help in my mind I thought I was, but I learned something. My talking was a huge help. Whenever an accident happens and you don't know what to do then talk to those involved it has shown that hearing another human calms our heart rates. It gives us comfort in the sound.
But our voices also  hold power in protecting others. I once was in a class where the teacher was being severely bullied. I stood up for her and even though I was then bullied, I had made the group of students leave her alone. I did it several times for my friends as well. I have also stood up for those who are gay.
I realized that before I am anything else, Mormon, woman, writer, dreamer, whatever I am HUMAN.
And as a human my purpose in this life is to love all and to see the good in people. I learned the hard way how to do that after being sexually assaulted. I don't see him much but from time to time I do. And all though my body is protecting itself from harm I have learned how to look past him and see him as human, flawed just as we all are.
I also realized that I needed to be a strength for girls who were treated like me. Feeling confused because when he touched them they did like it. I found it hard to explain that our bodies protect themselves first and foremost. But that our hearts and minds remind us that we are scared and being harmed. I try to forget but I know I can't. When I think of being around a man my body shivers.
It becomes terrified of the intoxication of porn in everyday society and how accepted it is. How it turned a guy I thought I could trust into someone who only had lust for my body to a point that he would touch me where I didn't want to be touched. How I would cry for him stop and yet nothing. I learned that he was numb to being human.
Before we are ever Christian, Muslim, Buddhist, or whatever religion we follow including Atheism we are HUMAN. We are meant to love all and each other. We are not meant to war with each other, we are not meant to kill each other, we are not meant to steal or lie from each other, we are meant to love each other to lift out a hand of help.
We are meant to in the darkest moment help were we can. To help someone when and where we can. We are meant to be pillars for each other to lift one another to a higher state. I am human, and thus I will be flawed and fail but that doesn't mean I give up.
It means I take another step forward in trying to be better today, right now.
KEEP BELIEVING!!!!!!