Dear me,
I didn't think you'd make it this far.
I didn't think you'd make it even close.You need to take pride in that.
You've grown more than I ever thought you would have; it's a blessing, in a way. I wish it didn't have to happen the way it did, but you're resilient - you're still here. You survived it all.
There are some days where life doesn't seem to be worth living. There's no getting away from that. It is what it is.
I just hope you can hold on for now.The future seems bleak and hopeless, and I don't blame you for feeling that way.
I hope that you can stick around to see the change. The life you're living now isn't the one you'll live forever, thank God. This is a stepping stone, nothing more.You need to learn to fight your corner, and stand up for what you believe in. If something is hurting you, you're entitled to say something about it. You don't need to suffer unnecessarily.
Don't invalidate your feelings so other people can be happy. Don't overlook things that shouldn't be taking place.
Do something about it.It's the only way to move forward. Just be strong for me, and don't give up just yet.
I know it's tempting. It's on your mind every single day.Just sit tight and wait it out for now. Don't let yourself burn out.
Because if you don't look after yourself, nobody's going to look after you.
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Fading Out (poems about life)
PoetryA collection of poems about heartbreak, trauma, survival and recovery. Trigger warning to sensitive readers 🖤