There comes a point where you have had enough.The only thing you have left to do is break down. You see a full fled basket case of tears, with your makeup running black and long, down your face. The only thing you have left are arms holding you at your weakest. It is those moments you turn to someone you might not usually, and you just tell them everything and they are there for you.

That is rock bottom. It is when you have kept it together way too long. Sometimes you see it as weakness, but I see it as you have been strong for too long.

It is okay not to be okay sometimes. It is in your moments. You are at your worst, the people who matter come forward and save you from yourself.

Thank you for loving me at my worst.

I have a tough time accepting myself in those moments. I am not the person I usually am, but even then you accept me. Even then, you love me.

Thank you for reminding of who I am.

You do not let me at my worst, replace all the good I have done before that. You define me by the better moments, not the bad stuff.

Thank you for helping me to become better.

You have walked with me, helping me to learn. You have helped me to grow. You want better for me. Even if at first, that means not being at all okay. Sometimes before you can become better, you have to be worse.

Thank you for walking with me.

People choose to stay in our lives. I value that you’ve made that choice every day. Even if I stumbled a bit. When I am at my worst, I struggle to walk a straight line. It is a whole lot easier when we have friends who help guide us in the right direction.

Thank you for reminding me who I am.

For the moments you told me, I’m better than whatever it is that broke me.You do not define me by my mistakes. You forgive me always.

Thank you for picking me up.

You dusted me off and reminded me to try. You were there to tell me that today is a new day.