A Letter To Myself

I wrote this a few weeks ago, while feeling particularly sunk. Sharing because being misunderstood sucks. Hesitating to share because, well, intensity, honesty, vulnerability – and really, who wants to see this stuff?

Sometimes the only way to expunge a nightmare is to write it down.

Sometimes the only way to expunge a nightmare is to write it down.

Text:
Here’s the deal, self, because I think you are feeling pretty broken and misunderstood right now – You ARE broken and misunderstood. And that’s a good thing, because ALMOST NO ONE will have shared your experience. I mean, when you asked him why, why, why he hurt you so very, very much, he said this:

“The brighter a light is, the more I want to snuff it out.”

Hope to all great fuck that you’re misunderstood, because the alternative is that people understand and have, at some time in their life, when asking, “Why are you destroying me?” heard the answer: Because you are so beautiful.

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