This letter is to you, the one who suffers and needs it the most.
You have moments of weakness but you are strong for getting through them. You get up from the ground, dusting your clothes off as much as you can. Stains form, serving as constant reminders that you have been pushed down. They are reminders that you still got up.
Don’t listen to the voices chasing you, asking for your time and second chances. The promises will never be fulfilled. Be your own person and grow. Grow until you fill the world. One day you’ll be big enough to step on the past and open the beautifully carved mahogany double doors to a peaceful, successful life.