Dear my future kids,
There will be times when life just feels impossible. When nothing works out, when everything seems to fall apart all at once. You might feel so uncomfortable in your own skin, like you just want to scream, like the whole world is collapsing and you can’t stop it. It’s as if you’re standing alone on a small piece of ice, drifting into the dark ocean. Even when people are around, you still feel completely alone. On those days, waking up feels heavy, food has no taste, and all you want to do is hide away under the blanket and disappear for a while.
Sometimes it’s after a bad day at work. Sometimes it’s when plans you counted on suddenly break. Sometimes it’s heartbreak so sharp it feels like your chest has been ripped open. Sometimes it’s the weight of something that happened in the past – a mistake, a loss, a moment you wish you could change but can’t. Or it’s losing someone or something you love so deeply that it leaves an empty space you don’t know how to fill.
When those moments come, please remember: you are still loved. Even when you can’t feel it, even when your mind tells you otherwise – you are loved. You’ve brought so much light to other people’s lives. You’ve been the reason for laughter, the comfort in hard times, the hope that kept someone going. You’ve already survived so many storms. You are stronger than you think.
But being strong doesn’t mean you have to push through without breaking. Be kind to yourself. Don’t let the voice in your head bully you. Eat a little, drink some water or tea, try to rest, take a walk. Those small things matter. They’re reminders that you’re worth caring for – because you are.
Healing takes time. Longer than you’d like, usually. Be patient with yourself. Lean on the people who love you when it feels too heavy to carry alone. Cry if you need to. Rest if you need to. The ones who truly love you will never judge you for that. Just do one small thing each day, take it step by step, and know that’s enough. You are enough.
One day, the colors will return. Music will feel alive again. Laughter will come back, naturally and freely. And until that day, it’s okay if you don’t feel okay. What you’re going through doesn’t make you weak – it makes you human.
This is life. Your life. And I’m so proud of you – not because you’re perfect, not because you never fall apart, but simply because you’re still here. Because you’re choosing to live.
