If I could go back five years ago, or even two years ago, there are so many things I would tell you. I forced you, younger me, to believe the world was a lot scarier than it had to b,e and I will regret that for the rest of my life, I know it. So if this will help someone who was or is like me, then here goes.
Eat the dang cake.
Homegirl, that piece of food in front of you will not damage you. You see these girls with their tiny little waists in magazines and you let it run your life, but you don’t have to be like them. God gave you your body, and it's perfect for you, and though they may look perfect, you do too.
Embrace your difference.
I hate that I made you believe that you had to be just like everyone else, buy the same shoes, wear the same hairstyle, wear all of that eyeliner, and even be snotty like them. I wasted so much time trying to be like everyone else that I didn’t see the beauty within me, so little me, take it all in. You aren’t going to change; you are going to stay you, and you were so wonderfully made that you should be proud to be you. Embrace your curly hair, embrace that beauty mark above your lip, embrace your difference.
Not everyone’s out to get you.
For the longest time, I didn’t believe anyone genuinely cared, and I thought that everyone had bad intentions and that they only did things for themselves. People aren’t that bad, little me; yeah, some people will mess with you in this life, but there are real, good people who care about you and want to be there for you. Those people are the best people.
It's not all your fault.
Even though you felt like you had to take care of everyone, you didn’t. You didn’t have to try and be the savior for everyone because you needed to be your own savior at times. You blame yourself for so much when chances are that it wasn’t your fault. You spent so much time worrying about others that you lost sight of the fact that you have a life to live too. You blamed yourself for every bad thing that happened to you or someone you knew. You carried the weight of the world on your shoulders, and no one seemed to care or notice. It wasn’t your fault, and it’s not your fault right now, either. You are not the controller or the key to everyone’s problems, little one.
Love yourself.
All of these things you made yourself believe caused you to have a lot of dislike for yourself. You thought you were never good enough or that you were always the one to blame. You didn’t have to do that, little me; you needed to let go and love yourself. Everyone messes up and falls down, but you have to get back up. You are strong, little one, and you deserved to see your worth.
These things were things I needed to know but failed to tell myself. I can’t imagine my little cousins or my future kids ever teaching themselves that they are less than what they are because they deserve the world. They deserve to live. So maybe you’re in high school, or even college, and just need a little reminder of your worth, so here it is. You are so worthy of the world, you just have to accept it.
“You are enough. You are so enough it is unbelievable how enough you are”.
