You are lovable.
I bet you’re even loved.
Just the way you are.
Not in spite of the brokenness you breathe.
You are enough, for right now.
Listen.
You are enough.
Yes, you.
Everybody knows it.
We’ve tried to tell you.
We understand why you sometimes haven’t heard.
We understand because we’re worried, too.
We share the doubt.
What if it stays this way?
What if we don’t figure it out?
What if we think we’re right and learn we’re wrong?
What if we make mistakes?
What if we let everyone down?
What if we can’t right our wrongs?
We aren’t sure.
We love you, though.
You don’t have to hide.
You don’t have to do this on your own.
None of us do.
Unless we choose to.
But why would we do that?
