— Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray
You’re way stronger than you like to believe. You are deserving. Learn to pick yourself up and move on. Things don’t always work out as planned but that’s okay. Something better is in the works.
Through it all I still manage to smile and at the moment, I’m content. I’m okay.
This letter may be alarming given the recipient is as well, the sender. How deeply I’ve wanted to reach out to you when no one was able, except, for I. How does one even begin to tell themself that, they are loved?
Two years from now, you will lose yourself. This isn’t easy to admit granted the soul of which you are capable of being. The soul you doubt, yet already possess.
Whitney, this letter is meant to reach you after the fact. Not before. In life, we must lose everything if we wish to have it again. I promise to divulge only what needs to be known. You will love with everything, and still feel nothing. Your heart, can never replace anothers that doesn’t exist. That is a burden no one can fill. Your heart is your own. Their heart, is their own. That is how it must be.
Smell that pot of coffee you look forward to every morning. See all the beauty around you, not just the beauty you enforce. You are seeing it for the first time Whitney. Let it last. You are the most beautiful, when you are yourself.
my weapon of choice in a world that chooses to paint the landscape in blood. I write to revive the heartbeat of a generation gone numb.
What I need more than anything is to make myself my number one priority in life & have that trickle into every move I make. I do love myself. By default. I’m happy to be alive. I believe I have potential… Still, I see myself drive more energy into others than myself. This isn’t some new development, either. Just… I’m not sure how much longer I can know where I’m going wrong but allow it to continue. I like to think of my life as a relationship with myself. A marriage. The same way I wouldn’t put up with slacking from my significant other, there’s even less of a reason to allow it from myself. If there’s any quality in a person I hate it’s someone with more words than actions. Realizing I am, in fact, guilty of this… I need to get to work.