Hey, you,

Right now, I can tell what you are thinking. You are thinking about every single thing that you need to change about yourself. You already have a list put together of everything that you hate about yourself. You are wondering why you cannot look different and be "perfect."

We both know the truth. You are going to full at your skin, pluck your eyebrows, and try to get rid of all of your blemishes. You are going to weigh yourself and then wonder what you did wrong. You are going to go through all of your failures and leave them weighing you down.

Suddenly, your face is no longer your own, but someone else's. The people that put you down and left you without a second thought. The faces of those that never even loved you and no longer think of you. Maybe they do not even remember you... but you are still hurting.

You hide your scars so that nobody else can see. You hide underneath a sweatshirt. You hide in the back of the class so that nobody else can see you. You go into your room and cry because you do not want anyone else to see. You let him run your life and continually put you down because you think that that is what you deserve. You let him isolate you and possess you. You let him abuse you and tear you down, all while you do the exact same to yourself.

The truth is, this has not just been going on for a few weeks, this has been going on for months and even years. No, you cannot blame them anymore for how you feel. This starts with you.

You are always enough. I wanted to be you. Everyone wanted to be you. You seemed perfect to everyone except for yourself. I have personally be stuck wishing that I had what you had. However, I have realized that you do not want to be you.

I know that you are on your own journey to loving yourself. You will eventually get so continually hurt and beaten, that you will realize how strong you are. Every single time you will be left weak and alone, you will become more powerful. I only hope that you find out how to love yourself before it is too late.

I know how amazing you are. I can see some of the good things within you that you a starting to believe. I can see how much you want to heal and recover.

You cannot run from yourself. You will eventually accept that you must love yourself because that is all you have at the end of the day.

I am you and you are me, but we will get through this together.

Your Friend