To the person struggling to get through the day.

I know that you might think that nobody cares about you. I know that you might think that you play an insignificant role in this colossal world, and that it wouldn’t make a difference if you left it. I know that you might think that people’s lives would be easier, or that suffering involving you in any sort of way would come to an end if you weren’t here. Hear me out, because I’m here to tell you that this is far from the truth.

Life can be harsh and grueling. This is not the first time that you are going to hear this, and it won’t be the last. But, don’t lose hope. I was trapped for years in a part of my life that I honestly believed I was never going to escape from. I had let myself fall deep into a hole that consisted of not voicing my true feelings and letting myself become a welcome mat. I was at a dark part in my life — a part in my life where I thought that it was normal to feel unhappy almost every day -a part in my life where I believed I was not worth it.

If you have ever felt this way, know that you are not alone and you are stronger than you give yourself credit for. Have the courage to let go of something that is not helping you to become who you are meant to be. It will be hard, but it will be worth it. If you have not heard this from any other person, hear it from me, and then believe it: IT GETS BETTER. When you’re in the darkness, it’s hard to believe that — I know — but it gets worse before it gets better. Remember, it takes a certain amount of darkness to see the stars. A certain about of pressure to create a diamond. A certain about of heat to forge a burning fire. I promise you, you can make it through this. Life gets hard, and life gets discouraging, but life should never get to the point where you feel worthless or like the world would be a better place without you in it. Because when you let yourself believe that, you are stealing the greatness straight from under you before you have the chance to discover it. I made it through this part of my life. It took a lot of fighting, and trial and error, but I made it. I know it’s awful but don’t let anybody ever silence your voice. Never forget that. We all have stories that are worth sharing — that should be shared. Do not let your story go untold. You are strong enough to make it through your life — it was given to you for a reason.

You are stronger and more powerful than you know, no matter what your mind or the world may tell you. You are beautiful, resilient, and smart. It’s going to be really hard to start the process to recovery. Sometimes you won’t be sure if you even want to recover because you are so familiar with the sadness that consumes you. Sometimes,during recovery, you’ll feel like you aren’t getting better because you are finally allowing the pain to come inside. You have to embrace it and not run from it. Your wounds may not heal the way you want them to, and it will take time. Be gentle to yourself, and to your mind, and to your heart because, even though you may not feel worthy, you deserve to heal from all this pain. You have to forgive yourself and understand that none of this is your fault and that you are so, so worthy of love. Recovery and healing will come in waves, and sometimes you will gently hit the sand and it will feel beautiful. Other days, you might hit the rocks, and the pain might make you hit your knees.

Please love yourself, and take care of yourself. Not for anyone else except you. You’re going to have to let people in though. Recovery takes people who love you to get you to where you deserve to be and stay away from people who tell you that you aren’t worthy and that you will be depressed for the rest of your life. Rid yourself of toxic relationships and embrace the newness of trying to get better. Be honest with yourself and others about how you feel , what you want, what you need, and who you are.

You are braver than you think. You can, and you will come out of the other side of this so much stronger than you could even believe. You, are the epitome of a warrior, so fight.

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