Love Yourself
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emmeliarocheste"I will be strong when love is gone."
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From me to you.

Love Yourself

by emmeliarocheste

Hey, it's been a while. How're you doing?

Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't realize you've gotten so bad. You almost tried to kill yourself? No, baby, I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I should've been there, I should've been watching out for you.

Do you remember that time I wanted you dead?

Like, those times I told you to kill yourself? I don't mean that anymore, I don't want that for you. I wish sorry could fix it. Remember those times I made you cry?

Remember those times I made you pray for death?

I made you think death, anything, was better than living. I was the reason you cut yourself, too. I'm sorry about that. But hey, you're still here, so that's something, right?

Remember all those people you loved so much?

And then when they left, I told you it was your fault. That they didn't like you. They still haven't come back? I'm sorry. I mean, it's not really your fault.

Remember that time you cried at school?

I told you that you were a failure and that you should just kill yourself because it'd be the same result. I'm sorry.

Remember how I made you feel insane, legit crazy?

I made you think that the way people treated you was your fault. That the way your father treated you was your fault. I get it now that it wasn't.

Remember how you looked in the mirror?

Remember how we made eye contact through that sheet of glass and you were filled with so much hatred for me, us? I'm sorry. I'm sorry that you hated yourself.

But hey, it's been years, and you look good.

And I know you almost killed yourself last month, but at least I was there for you. At least I was able to talk you out of it. Those people that left?

Once upon a time, you thought they fixed you.

They didn't. They showed you how to fix yourself. And they showed you how to love yourself. They showed me how to love you, myself. And it's because of that that we're alive.

And you've come so far!

You're on antidepressants now! You have an actual shot at happiness. And you don't need your father's or friends' approval because it's up to you now to take care of yourself.

And I know it's been hard...

But you're doing a great job.

Hang in there, I love you.


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this is deep, kept real and very very takes a fighter to put this down on paper and a champion to share just wow.

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a year agoReply
You struck gold here. The wording and rhythm of this poem/story are spectacular. The voyage to self-acceptance was a clever allegory of the mirror. This was beautiful. You benefited immensely by writing this. Because you just announced to the world, "Hey I'm back and I am great." Good work.

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whoa. this is really moving. i hope and i'm glad that you're okay now. it often starts with accepting ourselves.