I wish I could tell you how and when.
I wish I could wrap you in my arms and give you every ounce of my strength.
I wish I could dive into your heart and mind and let you know that you are loved, that you belong, and that you deserve to take up space in this world.
Since I can’t do any of that, you may not believe me when I tell you it’s going to get better, but please, try to believe that.
We’re here for a reason. All of this can’t be for nothing, it can’t.
Think of everything you’ve been through… everything you’ve learned… everything you’ve survived.
It. Will. Get. Better.
It will get better because it has to.
Because you deserve it.
You are not alone. I am here. We are here. We will get through this.