Let me share something with you, let me explain myself to you. I am a girl with a struggle, a dilemma. I am a girl without an epiphany. I don't love myself but I am striving to. I am not alone, neither are you; we are together in this struggle.
The universe is vast. It is empty but beautiful. It is so full of mysteries that we have yet to crack, masterpieces we have yet to behold. Yes: the stars, nebulae, black holes, galaxies, our Milky Way, they are all beautiful. But beauty is not only on the cosmic scale.
We are beautiful, you and me. The universe started out with a Big Bang, but not really. It wasn't big, and there was no bang. There is no explosion of catastrophic glory to compare our own beginnings with. The Big Bang was small and sudden but in no way was it subtle. We can begin much in the same way. There wasn't "nothing" before the universe began its expanding journey, there was something, a primeval atom. We are here, we were born, we have lived, but that doesn't mean we have had our own explosion. We have not all had our own Big Bang.
We will.
We will, and we will be magnificent, and powerful, and long lasting. Glorious and undeniable. We will have our moment of triumph over the dark "nothingness" that consumes all. We will have our rebirth and we will have nebulae and galaxies and supernovas and stars to look after, to nurture.
We are not alone, for there is a theory that we are not the only "bubble universe" out there. Sure we are expanding at light speed and the light from the edge of our universe, let alone someone else's, will never be seen, but we are not alone. You are not alone.
Do you think it was easy for the universe to just "be?" It was, huge, devastating, hot, fast, never ending. Yes you will struggle, I will struggle, well all have a hard time but it will end. There is a mountain but you will reach the summit, plateau of your greatness and you will soar above all the "its too hard" and "I can't do it" and "in my dreams" because you did it. You made it. You did this yourself with your own strength and perseverance and no one can take it away from you.
You are amazing and I am amazing and I am one hell of a hypocrite because I can't quite see. I don't know how life will go, I don't know if what I'm saying is true. I can't see my summit or my Big Bang, but I believe it is out there, waiting for me to fight for it and to find it. Sometimes that's all it takes: just a little bit of faith - and I'm not talking about religion, have faith in yourself because I'll bet, you are strong enough to do it. And so am I.
So here is my two cents: don't stop now, because your own grand beginning has yet to arrive and you don't want to keep it waiting. We are strong and beautiful, and there is no reason to not love ourselves. I suppose you could say this is my epiphany.
