When did we humans begin using the phrase âI am not enough?â What friend stood by and let their loved ones chip away at their own brick and mortar, scarring their foundations beyond repair? Who told you that you are not strong, that you are not beautiful and just and unique and just as flawed and human as you are supposed to be? Who held your head underwater while you drowned? Who drenched you in gasoline before throwing a match and walking away?
To those people: Iâm sorry.
I canât imagine what it must be like to destroy those you love. I hope you think about that late at night, when youâre alone in the dark and your own demons are flaying you alive. I hope you remember with each ragged breath that there is someone else out there whose own oxygen you stole.
But mostly I hope that one day you will understand that to break others irrevocably is to damage yourself beyond repair. That is the deepest form of self harm.
And to those glorious souls who scream at the stars, begging the constellations to tell you âwhy you,â why you werenât âenough,â I will say this:
You are a supernova. Few could ever hope to hold your fire in their hands without getting burned. It takes a power to know a power, and those people just arenât ready for you.
Let them run. Let them hide. Theyâre struggling to find their own light, but that doesnât mean it has to dim yours.
Keep going. Keep shining.
The world needs you.
theartofmadeline
