Look at how far you’ve come. Look at how much you’ve grown. If I don’t tell you enough that I am so proud, I need you to know that I am. If I don’t tell you enough that I love you, I need you to know that I do. You have grown a backbone where your wishbone used to be. You have learned how to say no, you have learned how to walk away. Do you remember when they broke you? It felt like life as you knew it was over. It felt like your ribcage cracked apart. You have rebuilt yourself; you have stitched loss into gain, sadness into joy. But you, the one who has always loved deeply and fiercely, the one who was always soft; you hardened as you worked brick by brick to make yourself unbreakable. You don’t need to be a fortress to be strong. You don’t need to build walls to keep yourself safe. Open the windows, let the breeze breathe life into your bones. Go outside, touch the earth with your bare hands, remind yourself how it feels to plant the seeds of love and watch them bloom into something beautiful. Water those flowers well; your garden will reawaken in the sun. 🤍 I am so proud of you. Thank you for being you. I love you. X Poem and caption can be found in my poetry book, Evergreen. Available via my bio. 🌿 @nakedwriting #nakedwriting (at New York, New York) https://www.instagram.com/p/CrvcJmVLAfV/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
