To the one who struggles silently,

I know you're tired. I also know that not many people around you know how broken you are. I know you don't know why that is.

I know you feel alone, even though you may not be.

I understand how disheartening it is to give so much forgiveness and love and support that goes unrecognized and unreciprocated. I understand what it's like to always be there for people and wish they would be there for you in the same way.

I know you have had to be your own hero. I know you have been forced to hold your own hand, wipe your own tears and pick yourself up alone.

I know what it feels like to have your heart ache and not say anything about it for the sake of others.

You forgive people without getting an apology. You let things go when maybe you shouldn't. You put up with things one more time, even though you said last time would be the last time. You wipe your tears and fake a smile and go through the motions.

Because what else are you supposed to do? You won't crumble and get up. That's not how you were made. I know you won't turn your back on the people you love. That isn't how your heart is. I know you let yours hurt so theirs will heal.

I want to say these things to you because I know that nobody else is saying them.

You are the true definition of grace. You embody all that it means to love others selflessly. I know that may go unrecognized by others, so I want you to know that I recognize it.

You have a rare and special heart. I promise you that God did not give you that kind of heart just for it to hurt. You will be loved the way you love others.

Remember to never be afraid to be the person who loves harder, forgives quicker and tries more. Those are never things to be ashamed of, and the pain that comes with it is not a reflection of your heart.

I promise this pain is temporary. But remember, from pain can bloom the most beautiful of flowers.

I know that God hears you. I can feel that something good is on its way to you. Just hang on.