Dear Little Me...

Dear Little Me,

I'm so sorry that you never felt seen or heard. I'm so sorry you never felt liked or understood. I'm so sorry you spent so many hours alone because the world overwhelmed you. I'm so sorry that you were called weird, stupid, deaf, white girl. I'm sorry your weight, your nose, the gap in your teeth, your skin color made you the butt of so many jokes. I'm so sorry that you told yourself crying alone was the only right thing to do. I'm so sorry that when you grow up you won't want to rock the boat with those that say they love you because you're afraid they'll stop. I'm so sorry you were born the oldest. Im so sorry that so much weight and pressure was put on your shoulders you didn't even know what it was to be a child...

I'm so sorry

I'm so sorry that I can't go back in time and tell you to look up and you'll see me. You'll see me struggling to be happy. You'll see me being a mother and a partner and some days quite frankly struggle with both. You'll see me long for things that always seem just out of reach. You'll see me tell you to protect your energy, to protect your joy, to not let "it" slide, that you are not too sensitive, you are valid. You are enough. You'll see me tell you to be WEIRD:say it, feel it, and don't cringe when you think back on it. You'll see me tell you to be the curator, buy and sell art, write the stories, paint, DRAW, open the fashion line, MOVE AWAY, it's ok...BE BRAVE... And it's okay to fall in love. It's Real. Never be used for things you can't handle, stand firm in your comfort of no. It's ok to put you first sometimes...
Dear Little Me... it ok to be you... If no one else loves you, I do...