I see you, sitting alone in the corner, with your earbuds in, playing your music loudly. I see you, keeping your head down and hoping to avoid any eye contact. I see you as you isolate yourself from anyone that could possibly get close to you. I see you as you stare at the ground while you walk. I see you as you “forget” to respond to all of your texts. I see you as you struggle to eat. I watch as you look at yourself in the mirror, tears pouring down because of just how much you’ve been taught to hate yourself. I see the scars on your arms that once were filled with blood. I see the way you’ve learned to push the people closest to you away. I see you as your burst out in anger, throwing your fists up into the sky. I watch as you cry yourself to sleep, begging yourself to hold on and to be strong. I see you as you lose all motivation to work at your job and at school. I see you as you struggle to keep your head above water. I see you. Trust me, I see you, and I see your pain.
You are not alone. Your life has a purpose. Keep holding on. You will make it through this. You will be okay.
You don’t have to stay where you are now. You can heal. People will come into your life and will comfort you in ways you’ve never been comforted before. People will love you, despite your inability to see it. You will find joy in the stillness. You will find peace. You will learn to allow people into your life. You will learn to eat normally again, and to not be ashamed of your body as you do so. You will look at yourself in the mirror and smile again. There is hope for you. Your future is bright.
All of this is temporary. There will be better days ahead. You will make it through this. I have faith in you.