I have a lot of beautiful people in my life. People who love me, like me, make me happy. People who give a shit about me as much as I do them. I have people who check in on me, people I can rely on and who's shoulders would be there for my tears. I have people in life who I immediately want to call or text or visit whenever the slightest bit of good news comes my way because I know they'll be happy for me. I also love to hear their own triumphs and successes and I will always be willing to lend them my ears or embrace them in snuggles and comfort when they are pained and I'm more than down for bringing the comforts of chocolate, coffee, whiskey or maybe a good smoothie their way. These are my friends and loved ones these are people I cherish. People who don't just use me and toss me away when I no longer serve a purpose. I took a long, twisted road full of pot holes to get me to my current place in life. I have loved those who couldn't love me, I gave to those who didn't deserve my time I tried to see the good in those who were emotional vampires and went through a lot of internal debates and a lot of conversations with friends that were peppered with phrases like "what the fuck is *insert asshole name here* problem" or me defending them despite the rage and sadness they kept inflicting on me. After letting people into my life over and over and over after I tried in vain to evict them I finally and successfully got rid of the people who seem to hurt me.
I am happy. I have low moments and ugly ones and it's ok because I'm happy they are easy to deal with because I am overall content.
It's beyond important to me to recognize that I am lucky and blessed. It is important for me to know I've come a very long way and to know I will always be a work in progress. I need those I love to know I love them. I need to remind myself that yes shit happens and struggles come my way but I've already dealt with a lot and came through the storm mostly intact and I can do it over and over if I have to.
I ask anyone reading this to please remember your importance to me, and your importance to others to remember you are loved and to remember to love yourself. To remember you serve a purpose in this world.
Be aware of your flaws, but know you are so much more than them. Love, love as much as you can in whatever capacity you can.
Be gentle to yourself and to other people you encounter.
I've had a funky last couple of weeks, there was some good, there was some bad, weird, and the energy I keep being surrounded by seems quite confused in conflict so I write all of this in hopes maybe I can bring myself back into balance and as a reminder that I know I'm loved and more importantly I can love.
Many awkwardly long hugs and sloppy cheek kisses to each of you.
