I know exactly who needs this, I know whatâs wrong, I know what youâre running from. I know what you wonât tell anyone, not even yourself. I know why you act the way you do. I know itâs hard to process, I know itâs been getting tougher to go on each day, but just remember that youâre here for a reason. If the good Lord above wanted you dead or didnât give a fuck, youâd already be in a six-foot ditch by now. Youâve gotten so much further than most people in your position wouldâve by now.
Donât let the horrid shit from the past, all the failures, all the heartbreaks, all the darkness, all the crash outs be those things that define you. Youâre so much more than that, and eventually the worldâs gonna realize just how far youâve come and how much youâve changed and how beautiful you really are.
In summary, donât let all the bullshit kill you.
You just gotta keep going.