letters to myself
(I did not write this)
I am so sorry you are struggling. I am here. Breathe with me. I know that you feel afraid and that you judge yourself so harshly. One day, you will learn that you do not have to. In the meantime, I forgive you. I know you learned this habit so long ago. And, I know it is not personal. I know that you love me.
I know that you are confounded by opinions. I know that these make you feel weak and insecure. You are not your judgements or comparisons. I know that you long to live in the disordered world of black and white because that is what you learned. I forgive you. And, I want you to know that I am so proud of how you’ve actively chosen not to take that way out. Thank you for this care.
I want to remind you that you cannot fail. You cannot fail because you have me, and I’ll remind you that you are love. I’ll remind you this today and every day. I’ll love you when you (mistakenly) make yourself wrong until you’ve learned how wrong does not exist. Please remember my dear, you’re doing something honest. Your vulnerability is strength, not weakness. Please feel your strength. And, please notice how I never compare you. I am your advocate, your friend, and your family. I will not leave you. I love you. I will continue to love you like this until you learn to do the same.
Thank you for giving me a wonderful home. And, thank you for being open to the struggle. I cannot wait for us all to celebrate your loveliness together.