Choose yourself, not once, not twice...

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Please don't ever abandon  yourself again.  Especially not in the name of trying to be validated by a temporary connection.  Stop holding on to things that don't demonstrate respect for your value. Start investing in things that remind you of your worth.  You deserve so much more.  And don’t shrink yourself just to fit into spaces that were never meant to hold your light.  Stop explaining your worth to those committed to misunderstanding you. Silence can be dignity too. Choose yourself, not once, not twice, but every single time it feels uncomfortable to do so. Let go without guilt, walk away without fear, and trust that what’s truly yours will never require you to abandon who you are. Grow into someone who feels like home to their own soul. Because at the end of it all,  the longest relationship you’ll ever have is the one you build with yourself.
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It's really comforting to know that...

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It's really comforting to know that all the times I was at my lowest and loneliest in the past the whole time i had my self in the future and present who had survived those things looking back with love and tenderness and wishing desperately to offer comfort. I am my own guardian angel and I can use that knowledge when I'm struggling now and remember that somewhere there is a version of me that has survived this and is watching me with love and pride and joy in his heart.

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