A letter to my past self
I’m so sorry
I’m sorry for the places you went where no one wanted you. I know there were a lot of them.
Im sorry for the friends you loved and lost in those dark places. I know there were a lot of them.
I’m sorry that you couldn’t stand up for yourself. You didn’t know how.
I can hold myself all I want but I can’t give back the years the trauma took.
All I can do is look ahead for the years I’ll create better.
All I can do is try to keep my head above water. Keep myself from drowning long enough to make a change.