Dear future self.
We know what is coming.
The end, marking a beginning.
If you're on this day.
And feel the visitors of shame and regrets knocking on your door.
Please know, that I, that we, are trying the best that we can.
The days it felt like we would be swept away by our pain and suffering.
The mornings with the violent gusts of anxiety.
Waking up still feeling the darkness of the past.
The nights sunken by grief.
So please... be kind to ourselves.
It was never our fault.
This very moment, I know.
That I am trying the best that I can.
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