When I look in my mirror, I don't recognize myself.
I have this horrible ability to look in the mirror...and point out everything I hate about myself.
Your hands are too small.
Your shoulders aren't broad enough.
Your jawline is too soft.
Your eyelashes are too long.
And....your chest...by this time tears begin to well up in my eyes.
These are all the little things that have developed into this horrible monster.
This monster that feeds off my insecurities and then bashes me with insults only trying to bring down farther.
This never-ending war but the battle is never fair.
But the only place I know I can find solace...is with you.
When I told you...and then I told you that all I wanted to do was jump right back into my closet...
You said we could share your closet together.
After all, you had been there for quite a while and had learned that these closets are much more spacious then people talk about.
I had never been able to laugh and cry so much in one night.
And for once I remembered what the feeling of hope felt like...
You gave me hope...you told me there was no shame in being who I was because you would love me the same.
It only takes a few kind words and a genuine friend to change the life, the mindset, and the future of a kid.
But for me, it only took five minutes to know there was someone out there who genuinely cared.