Dear me...
I wish I could tell you all that will happen and help you along the way...but if there's one thing I would do it is to help you break free.
Break free from comparing yourself to everyone. break free from hating all that you aren't. break free from believing that you aren't special or enough. break free from the pressure to fit in.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry that you tried so desperately to fix others, when your own hands were shaking. I'm sorry that I didn't give you enough time to heal, that I let you seal the wounds of everyone else, whilst your own were bleeding. I'm sorry that there were days when smiling hurt but you forced yourself to laugh so that no one had to worry about you. I'm sorry that there were nights when you cried yourself to sleep and no one bothered to understand why.
I'm sorry that you gave all of your time and effort to people that didn't give the same amount back. I'm sorry that you keep thinking that you might deserve this and your son isn't. And I'm so sorry that I did not love you, like you deserved to be loved.
Please know that you are amazing, one day you will recognize and appreciate. I wish i could hold your hand as you walk along this journey learning to love and care for yourself, but I know how strong and capable you are.
Never stop fighting for us(+your son). it may feel impossible now, but I promise it will all be worth it.
- Future D



















