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📚💚This letter is for you ... for you ... for us ...💚📖

🌹💚Yes, just you who are reading.

To you who are going through a dark period.

You who go to bed with the fear of falling asleep, because when you wake up it will already be another day. Another battle.

And you are tired.

To you who stay awake looking at the ceiling and think. You think about many, too many things, until your head starts to hurt.

To you who have so much anxiety about what is to happen that you feel suffocated.

That you can't get up.

To you who hide your tears in the palms of your hands, behind the locks of hair, on the pillow.

To you who get up every day with a sadder smile than the day before.

But despite this you get up. Face the day. Hold on.

To you that if someone looks at you, even by mistake, you look down and your cheeks turn red.

To you who feel inferior. You who give your best, and it is not enough. Is never enough.

To you who of all, you feel the weakest.

That you never manage to shine like the others.

That you always stay behind. On the sidelines.

To you who insult you because they don't understand you.

They criticize you even if they don't know you.

To you who resist blows after blows, poison-laden words and sharp looks.

Here, just you.

You have to know that this will not always be the case, because time passes and things change.

You must know that these tortures will not last forever.

There is not only the dark, there is also the light.

You need to know that you are strong enough to overcome all these challenges.

You can do it, you can do it.

And you will succeed.

There is no need to tell you how you will defeat them, but I promise you will win.

You must know that you too, one day, will lie down on the bed, with a lighter heart.

You'll rest your head on the pillow, and you'll feel good, right.

You will look at your room and it won't look as scary as the night before.

And then you will move your hair off your face, and you will realize that your cheeks are not streaked with tears.

And you will begin to feel more than happiness; relief.

You will get up, you will open the windows and you will realize how beautiful that starry sky is, and the moon will illuminate your features, your lips, the outline of your body. And the wind will caress your hair.

And you will lean forward, in that magic never felt before.

And I can assure you, because I'm more than sure, that someone will see you, look at you, and think that you really are a beautiful person.

Because you are....

To me ... because I am ...💚💖💗💕💓💘💞💝