Words Of Advice I Would Tell My Past Self

That mom in that picture? She’s so incredibly depressed and lonely and hurting. She didn’t know it could (and would) get worse. She tried to “fake it until you make it,” hiding behind Instagram filters, forced laughter, and running away from her issues.

I hurt for my past self; a deep aching, gnawing pain. I hate seeing pictures of myself from that time because I see right through her. I want to wrap her up in a hug so tight she can barely breathe. Whisper in her ear, “you are loved beyond measure. You are needed and wanted and perfectly imperfect. Keep fighting.”

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