One of my favorite authors, and maybe your best friend say that things weren't going great with your life.
I should know about that...
You know my life isn't perfect. At all.
I have never met my father. He wasn't there when I was born.
Some of my 'friends' said nasty things about me.
I was insecure about my body and about how others would think of me.
Sometimes I cry myself to sleep, because...
Because I think I'm not good enough as a daughter, niece, granddaughter, student, friend and mostly human being.
And before you ask: no I'm not depressed.
And even tough I have friends sometimes I think I have none.
When I went to stay with my aunt on the weekends she always told me "You are beautiful, you know that? Have I told you how much I LOVE YOU".
And after every time I hear it, there was a little confidence building up in myself.
Until I believe every word.
Yes, my life has not been a perfect one. No ones is
I still cry myself to sleep every time some bad memories come.
"Don't cry because everyone does not deserve the tears you're going to shed" I said to myself
But how wrong was I.
Because when I bottle up my feelings for a real long time...
The tears wouldn't stop. No matter what
But then I would go below the desk and pull out a black box with flowers.
An open it. Do you know what is inside?
Every memory I spend with my family, friends; new and old
I would grab each object and it was like I was there again.
That's what kept me going on every day and night. Good memories.
I may not know you personally or physically. Or even forever
So here's something I want to tell
I LOVE YOU BECAUSE OF WHO YOU ARE AND NOT BECAUSE OF WHAT YOU ARE.
I know I may be late that I didn't know you because believe me
We would be friends and you will no be able to escape me.
But... this is life.
It's a very hard thing and no one has it figured it out.
I hope wherever you are that you finally found the happiness you'd want.
Love, Mia
