WHAT I SAY TO MYSELF WHEN I NEED TO CALM THE FUCK DOWN

  What is it that you’re avoiding? Is it love? Is it friendship? I know you're exhausted. I can see it in your eyes. I know you've been through hell. I know your heart is worn and beaten. I know. You don't have to say a word. I sense it. I can feel what hurts. I can relate to your pain. To your tragedy. Your sad, of course you are... because you think your life isn't going as planned. because almost everything you do leads you toward some kind of terrible disappointment—toward the wrong kind of people to love. It’s hard. All of it is. From what you feel to how you want to express yourself and execute your heart to the world. It’s hard, and letting others know who you are is hard, too hard. I know. believe me... I know. But please... don't close your heart. Don’t walk away from the possibility and please don't stop believing. Hope is a beautiful thing. A miraculous thing and everything you're going through I feel as well.  Because you're not alone, you never were and you never will be.