Good morning, fam.
I’ve struggled with my mental health these last few days, and I figured while I’m trying to sort it out in my head, maybe talking to you will help, well, both of us.
Depression is a many-tentacled monster that reaches through your past, present and future, entangling bits and pieces into dark whispers in your head. They use the voices that hurt you as cement against your desire to unravel the threads that bind you.
But as you struggle, it’s easy to give up, give in, and forget that you are worthy of love and respect. And you, my dear person, deserve the kindness you bestow on others… for yourself.
While I don’t believe the adage that you must love yourself for others to love you, I do believe that self-love is self-care. And you don’t have to be good at it every day — I know I’m not — but like anything where you are deconstructing hard-wired beliefs, it takes time and practice.
You are worth that effort, I promise.
And I will be here, believing in you, until you’re able to believe in yourself.
Love,
Your Mom