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Oh my love. My poor child. The answer to your question is this: love. You wanna know why people want you around? Love. You claim that the world would be better off without you? That couldn’t be further from the truth. Right here, right now, in this moment where we exist, you are needed. Don’t be so hasty to count out all those little reasons either. You, were the only one who smiled at the barista at Starbucks. You, were the person who held the door open for the elderly couple. You, were the one who shared their story to help another. You, are the one who people silently look up to. My dear, you are special. You say you have no talents, only because you compare yourself to everyone else. But they’re not you. They can’t do the things you do. And you’re wondering, what can I do that nobody else can? I wish I could tell ya, but I don’t know. However, that doesn’t mean you’re talent-less. Ask yourself why you want a “talent” in the first place. Is it so you can prove to yourself (read others) that you’re capable of doing something? You try too hard my love. Just be yourself, trust me. One day, I promise you, you will find out the meaning behind it all. Why you spent time and time again crying under your covers. Why you keep getting rejected when you search for a place to belong. Why your anxieties scream at you constantly. Why you feel as if there is no more hope. You will figure it out. Things happen for a reason and I can promise you that better days are ahead. You’ve heard it before, I know. It’s hard to believe. You’re blinded by the pain. You can’t even imagine yourself without it can you? But my dear, listen to me. First, you did not deserve to go through what you’re going/have gone through. You are more than your scars. You are more than your depression, your fears, your insecurities. You are worth so fucking much, words cannot begin to describe. You may not see it yet, but it doesn’t mean it’s not there. You feel like a burden huh? While these feelings are valid, it is my duty to call out some bullshit. Whoever hurt you, whoever made you have this twisted sense of love, I hope that somewhere in your heart you learn to forgive them. Not to excuse their awful behaviour, but to set yourself free of the chains you were once bound by. The love you deserve to receive is unconditional. A love you don’t have to work for, a love you don’t deserve but still readily receive, a love that mends not tears, a love that is kind, a love that makes you want to share with all, a love that knows no bounds. So you may feel like a burden, that’s fine, but remind yourself of the truth. Your friends are your friends because they fell in fucking love with your personality. Your parents pay for [insert item here], care for you, because they love you. Having you was a gift, a blessing they could never repay. AND REAL PARENTS DO NOT FUCKING MAKE YOU FEEL GUILTY FOR WANTING TO BE LOVED. REAL PARENTS DO NOT EMOTIONALLY ABUSE YOU TO THE POINT WHERE YOU DON’T KNOW THE TRUE MEANING OF LOVE. REAL PARENTS KNOW THAT THE THINGS THEY DO FOR YOU ARE NOT A FAVOUR BUT A FUCKING DUTY. For fuck’s sake, stop saying that people deserve better. They can’t. They. Got. YOU. There’s nothing better than that. People want you around. I want you around. I love you stranger, I really do. And I hope you can love you too.
I needed this so badly you don’t even understand.
