Hi, my Dear Friend,
If no one told you, let me be the one who does. I see you. I see the pain in your eyes. I see the heavy weight you are carrying. I know you think the only safe place is your bed. I know the hours and days you spend curled in a ball as the tears stain your pillowcase. I know you think no one cares, but that’s not true. I see you. I see your struggle; and you, my friend, are not alone.
I know how scary nights can be as you struggle to put down the blade; and as night turns to morning, I know how exhausted you are from the fight your fighting. I know how many times you’ve called out sick from work and the cry for help your heart is calling out.
I am here and I will meet you where you are. It’s okay, breathe. We are in this together. One step at a time, you and me.
No matter what you do, keep trying. Keep trying to get out of bed and to change your clothes. Keep trying to reach out. Just please, keep trying. I know you are overwhelmed and question how you ended up here and how things got this bad. I wish I had all the answers for you and could take your pain away, but I don’t and I can’t.
Please know this – I am so proud of the little things you have done, even if it’s as small as sitting on the edge of the bed or standing for a few seconds. You still did it. You took a little step forward, which means you tried.
To the one struggling to get out of bed, you are loved and worthy of a beautiful life. Your story isn’t over, yet. So pick yourself up and believe you can do this. I am in your corner and I am not going anywhere.
I see you.
With all my love,