Dear 19

October 11, 2020 J. 0 Comments

I write about my pain because it is relief.

Simple.

But also.

I write about my hard times because

of that 19 year old in my DM

who says she wants to be like me when she grows up.

While I am flattered I cannot help but worry for her.

Because I’ve had to live through some really painful moments

And sometimes, I relive them again in waking dreams just for kicks.

She is so young and untouched

I hope she doesn’t just see my art and garden and think me a perfect model.

I hope she sees all sides

I hope she knows that there are rough days

I hope she knows that days could be months

And months could be years.

I hope she believes that she will survive.

I hope she survives.

I don’t know what her trials will be.

So I want her to know so she is prepared

And not rudely awakened.

I hope she learns how to handle hard emotions

I hope she knows that it’s okay to have hard emotions

I hope she finds her outlet.

I hope she finds her light

I hope learns how to keep her light

I hope she learns to share that light.

Dear 19, this is for you.

Juicy Raindrops! ♡

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