Sleepless Nights

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Age 16, Montana, USA

Dear Me,
I hope you can forgive me. I hope you can forgive the sleepless nights when my brain kept thinking about all the dumb stuff I’d done. Looking back now it wasn’t dumb, I just hated myself.

I hope you forgive every word that hurt you. Every scar I sliced along my body, every injury I inflicted, but laughed and said I’d  just fallen or that it had been an accident.

I hope you can forgive every heartbreak I’ve caused you. Every suicidal thought, every depression filled night, all because I couldn’t find it in me to love you like I should.

I hope you can forgive me because I finally see what loving myself really means and I couldn’t be happier.

What did you learn?

I learned that self image makes a huge difference in how we view the world. If you don’t love yourself how can you be expected to fully love someone else, when loving them is a part of them loving you?

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