My sweet friend,
You are brave, but life is hard.
I get that.
Somedays the walls that keep you safe will feel like prisons.
There will be days when the rain that cleanses your soul will threaten to drown you.
And yet others when the darkness that once brought distress, feels more like a cozy blanket, protecting you from the world you fear will devour you.
The heart is weird like that, full of dichotomies that menace even the most centered of souls.
But what if you’re not one of those? What if you always feel a little left of centered? What if you wonder when the scales will give way and tip altogether?
It’s a scary place, this world is, when you’ve spent years seeking answers that only seem to foster more questions, more fear.
Keep asking questions.
Keep showing up.
Run when you can.
Crawl if you need to.
Take what you need.
Leave behind what you don’t.
You are stronger than you know.
There is a place where you are free. Maybe you haven’t found it yet. That’s ok. You will. It’s there. Keep looking.
There are friends who want to stand by you, who will swear their allegiance, but don’t know how. Let them love you the best they can and don’t let their failed attempts define you. Don’t let it define them either, they’re trying.
Offer grace to yourself.
Offer grace to others.
Keep speaking up. Your voice is valuable. There is no other human on this earth who is you. Not one single person sees exactly what you see, hears what you hear and feels what you feel. Let that truth sink in. Let it compel you. Let it speak for you.
You are worth it.
Fight for you.
Let others fight too.
Don’t give up.
You are loved.