Dear little being,
You were born perfect. Sacred. Special. You were a light, a hope to those already in this world. You had the perfect little nose, the smile that made people’s days better, the eyes that could heal souls, the little hands that could touch hearts. You were everything. You were joy and happiness, love and unity. You were a miracle.
Then, from one moment to the next, you weren’t. You had a nose too big, a smile that summoned evil, the eyes full of deceit, the untouchable hands. All of a sudden, you are fat, skinny, tall, short. People don’t like you because you’re weird and you love things they don’t. All of a sudden, you’re not perfect. You’re just another creation here to suffer.
They made you believe that you wouldn’t go anywhere, that you would grow into a miserable human being with no money, no love, and no faith. They told you you would always be ugly and boring, you would never be special or interesting. They told you you were weak for crying and fake for smiling. You had dreams too big and goals too little. They told you your life would be nothing but a failure.
I don’t know who told you this. I don’t know who told you you weren’t enough and that you needed to change, but I’m here to tell you this: they don’t know shit.
Look at you now… Look at who you became. You are beautiful with a smile capable of changing a stranger’s day, kind with a nose that inspires love, strong with eyes full of faith, powerful with hands that make them shake. You are perfect, a miracle just for being alive! You have the opportunity to see the world. You have the opportunity to follow dreams. You can laugh and love, conquer and accomplish, be praised and raised.
And yet you don’t. The fears don’t allow you to move. Thoughts are infested with lies that seem like truths. You tell yourself what they once told you. You teach that to your children, and you live like this until you’re old. Then, you die wondering…
Where was I, when I could’ve shown myself the person I could’ve turned into?
You’re the one that chooses to live and thrive, to accomplish all your goals and dreams. You are the one that chooses not to do so. I know it’s scary, but when you stop listening to others and start listening to yourself, you become braver and capable of doing anything.
It’s your choice. What’s it going to be?