My Letter to You All,
For the ones who might not see me, but I see you. For the people who have been assaulted, harassed, raped, and bullied. I see you. For the ones who have lost loved ones or pets, and thinking of them breaks your heart all over again, knowing they are never coming back. I see you. For the ones who have lost a ride or die friend you thought was gonna stick around forever, and instead you were ghosted, betrayed, disappointed, stabbed in the back, or maybe just drifted apart. I see you. For the ones stuck in loveless relationships, or dead-end, toxic work environments with coworkers and management so lazy, toxic, and chaotic, but not having a way out right now. I see you. Underpaid, overworked, underappreciated, and undervalued with people who cause you harm to your peace of mind. I see you. The ones who just live day by day, minute by minute year after year, wondering what’s the point. Why don’t I just end it? What am I still doing here, and does anyone care? I do. I care. And I’m glad you’re still here. I see you. The ones who want to get their health, emotional, mental, and physical well-being under control before it’s too late. I see you, and I’m proud of you even if it’s slow work in process or nobody else shows you support or pride. I am. Keep going. Don’t stop, never surrender, and never give up. I see you. For the ones who battle anxiety, depression, suicidal thoughts or even attempts, ADHD, financial struggles, or anything else going on, I see you. And I’m glad you’re still here. Don’t give up.
I used to think my vulnerability, my raw honesty, and my kind heart were my weaknesses, and I’d hide behind them. But recently, I’ve come to realize it’s not my weakness. It’s my strength. It’s my power. It’s simply me. I’m not here to be famous. I couldn’t care less. I’m doing this because I’m tired of being quiet, told I’m too much, but feeling like I’m not enough, and I’m tired of being overlooked and feeling invisible to people. Feeling empty, alone, like I’m not worth it, that I shouldn’t even bother, that nobody will understand me, truly know me, or even want to. So if any of this sounds familiar at all. To vent, cry, scream, share thoughts, laugh, make sarcastic jokes, funny memes, opinions, stories, experiences, anything we like as long as it’s respectful. Or if maybe you just need a friend, even if it’s a virtual one. I see you, and I’m here.
Come follow me at OpenArms_Sanctuary on Facebook, Instagram, and YouTube. If no one has said it to you in a while, it’s gonna be okay, you’re seen, you’re loved, you’re enough, and you’re wonderful. Love you guys.
Come Heal, Vent, Share, Laugh, and Even Cry with Me and Others.
Whether you’re here to reflect, reconnect or rebuild – this sanctuary is for you.