Life

Loving Reminders to Myself

For the days where I feel I have nothing left to give

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I can offer love to others in ways they’ve never experienced. I’ve stared death in the face and refused to fold. I have been the pillar of strength for many while silently suffocating under the weight of crippling mental health issues.

Finding people that can love me and my pain equally is possible.

Hell has been home for many of my days, but I don’t have to stay here. I’ve lived below rock bottom, yet I have survived being buried alive. I have crawled out of the gutters of despair with a broken heart in hand, and I still chose to love in times where life-support was the only comfort I knew.

I spent 12 months finding the will to live amidst consistently devastating life-altering losses. Finding safety within myself is the only way I’ve been able to begin to heal. I now understand that I will never find someone that can love me as deeply as I can love myself. I now know that there is no part of my identity that can be tied to someone else. I must continually work towards wholeness while providing myself grace when I give too much of who I am away.

I will meet people who can recognize my scars and allow me to see their own without demanding a description of the pain I’ve walked…