Dear Me,
I am sorry.
I’m sorry that you thought you could stick it out.
I’m sorry you thought you knew who you were,
but
I’m even more sorry of what you let define you.
I’m sorry that he broke you when you actually broke yourself.
I’m sorry that you’ve spent so many years pretending you aren’t what you are.
I’m so sorry for the nights you cried yourself to sleep, praying you could be different.
I’m sorry that you couldn’t accept yourself
and
I’m sorry that you still can’t.
I’m sorry I didn’t accept you because you’re okay and you’re going to be okay.
I’m sorry for the bad days, but I’ve lived them.
You’ll make it through.
I’m sorry I didn’t love you, but NOW I DO!
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