To my little self, the child that hid, the child that protected the parent, the child that was neglected emotionally, the child that never felt like one of the crowd, the child that felt different, the child that looked for love and acceptance in all the wrong places, the one that only remembers chaos and screaming and fighting, the forgotten kid, the kid that was never really a kid...
I love you and I?ll care for you now. It wasn?t your fault. You don?t need to hide out anymore. You can go for a bike ride, have a picnic, draw pictures if you want and play games. Jump on your mini trampoline, listen to music as loud as you want, laugh out loud and watch movies until midnight. People will like you for just being who you are. We all have a past and you have grown up with hurts and memories that can help you to empathize with other people. It?s OK to let people see who you really are. And remember God loves you too...more than you can ever imagine.
Please welcome me into your community. I need help in my recovery. I never want to poison myself again. I love my life and I want to heal. Thank you for listening.
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