A Letter to Myself (And Anyone Who Needs It)

Hey, there.

I am taking this moment of clarity, when the anxiety and depression have subsided, to remind you.

There are good things in the world.

You are one of them.

You are not a burden, or a monster, or overly needy or clingy.  YES, you need attention.  That's okay.  Humans are social creatures and, regardless of your thoughts about being human, that's what you are right now.

You give as much as you take.  You give MORE than you take, even.  There have been times when you have damaged your own health, both mental and physical, in order to help other people.  You shy away from asking for help.
Don't shy away.  You are surrounded by people who love you, regardless of your thoughts on how worthy you are of that love.  They will help you.

You are not bad.

You are not wrong.

There is hope in the world.

You've finally seen it.

It doesn't get better, but it doesn't get worse, either.  There is light points, high points, and pits of deep despair.  You have hit rock bottom before.  You will hit it again.

You will also walk on air, be madly in love, and get almost everything you want.

The universe is not capricious or cruel.  You are someone who is here, now, and that matters.  That counts for something.  That is so much more than random chance; that is generations building up to the you.

You do not need to follow the lines society sets before you.  You do not have to pretend to have adult interests or do anything that people expect.  People will stare.  People will judge.

But with all that judgment there will also be people like you, who know what it's like, and who aren't afraid to admit that, well, okay, they don't follow society's expectations either.

You exist in this moment for a reason.  Now is the only time the world - nay, the universe - can have you.  It has been waiting for you for so long.  There are people who need to meet you.  Some of them have.  Some of them are still waiting for the exact blend of personality and interests and talents that is you.

There are other people who like to read, who are good at writing, who are kind, who are stubborn.  But none of them are exactly that in exactly your way.  There have been so many people that have come before you, and only you can be you.

You are waiting for the opportunity, and the opportunity is waiting for you.  It is hard, now.  And it will be hard, later.  You know it was hard, then.  But even though it's hard, there are times when it will be easy.  You will find the good.  You will find the happy.

Take a deep breath.

You're not alone, but you are unique.  You are more than chance.

And if you ever find that you get too tired, that's okay.

You haven't lost the battle.

You did what you needed to do.

Just believe in yourself.  Believe in your friends.  Believe in all the love in the world and have, just for a little longer, a little bit of faith in humanity.

You've made it this far.

What's one day more?

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