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Leroy bragg shared a letter in the
Chasing Your Dreams group 8 months ago
The Goodnews clowns
Imagine today your a Christian clown and your making a difference, well meet The Goodnews clowns, we have been blessed to do Many events and reach and still reaching people, we don’t paint our faces and we do FREE BALLOON ANIMALS, and this past year I contacted the CEO of Macy’s, our goal is to be in the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day parade one day.NEVET GIVE UP
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Anna Lee shared a letter in the
Chasing Your Dreams group 8 months, 1 weeks ago
You probably don't even remember
The past still haunts me when I pull into certain places. I can still feel your grip. I thought I made amends with it, but it still makes itself known as a horrible nightmare that won’t go away. It’s been seven years now and it can still make me cry. You probably don’t even remember.
I had been running errands all day and had to stop and use the restroom. The closest one available was the one I didn’t want to stop at. Damn! That would mean I would have to go out of my way to find a different one. It had been seven years since I had been in that gas station. God, I don’t want to go in there. This is so stupid! Jesus, it’s been seven years. That’s it I’m going in. I am so tired of you still dictating where I go. You probably don’t even remember.
So, I parked my car, and stomping my feet I went in. As soon as the door shut, I was brought back to that night. I honestly don’t remember why you even got mad. Wait it’s the reason you always got angry. Jealously of some made-up thoughts or ideas in your mind of me being with someone else. The funny thing is I was always with you even when I didn’t want to be and that was a lot of the time. I remember you dropping me off at Walmart and threatening to leave me again like you did. So I ran to that gas station. You probably don’t even remember.
You would do that a lot drive around endlessly never taking me home. I felt like I was in your car for days staring out the window…oh wait I was. I remember you asking me “What are you doing?’ I said, “reading all the signs.” I thought if someone could hear me then they would know where I am and maybe they will find me. You know if I ended up dead. You would then threaten to leave me at some faraway place with no phone and no money. Standing there in the parking lot helpless and hopeless. You probably don’t even remember.
God what is that smell…oh I’m still in the bathroom. I was pretty sure you were going to hit me again. So, I locked myself in that nasty stall, so I felt safe. Then the knock came along with your voice and as scared as I was, I let you in. Damn, why did I always let you in? You pushed your way in and grabbed my neck and shoved me up against the wall. I honestly can’t recall what you said. My mind just shut down and then you left. I slowly opened the door and went out I didn’t see your car thank God. So, I ran to Walmart only to find you there. Looking left and then to my right not a car in sight. Damn, why did I always get in? It’s finally starting to fade the memories of you. Thank God I can’t make your face out I guess my brain is shielding me from you.
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Wow! These words, they give me the chills. Such beautiful expression. I can litterly FEEL everything, smell, and sense how you are feeling. You have an amazing gift. Thank you for sharing these vulnerable words with us. I feel a little less alone when I read them. I am sorry that you were hurt, I have been there too. What makes you so amazing, is…read more
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Thank you so much! It was time to release all that is inside, and I am grateful to have a platform to do it on!!
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Anna Lee shared a letter in the
Chasing Your Dreams group 8 months, 1 weeks ago
Why can't I love this man?
Why can’t I love him?
He makes me all tingly in the morning leaving me begging for more.
Why can’t I love him?
His Cheshier smiles draw me in and hypnotizes me.
Why can’t I love the way he kisses me?
As if my kisses alone are the fountains of youth to my soul.
Why can’t I love the way he speaks?
With that accent that leaves me like putty in his hands.
Why can’t I love the way he cuddles me in his arms?
He shields me from the world.
Why can’t I love the way he laughs?
His laugh Ignites a spark in my heart that brings me pure joy.
Why can’t I love the way he takes care of me?
He makes me feel safe for the first time in a decade.
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Whoaaa this is beautiful 🤩 I love your imagery and depth to each obstacle you face with loving him. Could it be past trauma? Not knowing how to love someone in a healthy manner? Still learning to love yourself? Whatever it is, I hope you find it💛
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Thank you ashley9393! You are absolutely right on point! It is super difficult to trust people after you have been hurt, but what I feel is more difficult is allowing yourself to love again. The person inside of you questioning every little thing someone else does is exhausting to say the least, but we are overcomers, and we can love again.…read more
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Anna, this poem perfectly describes the complexity of relationships. Someone can be perfect on paper, but their presence just doesn’t sit right with you. Sometimes it’s not all about the perfect qualities people have. You never know when that could go away. Focus on how this person makes you feel! If you don’t feel a strong connection, don’t push…read more
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You are so right Harper! Especially after being in an abusive relationship or any relationship for that matter. It can be very difficult to see with eyes wide open or sometimes we are so closed off to our feeling that we refuse to see the good in others. Leaving us to constantly battles ourselves. I am slowly getting back to trusting others…read more
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Anna Lee shared a letter in the
Chasing Your Dreams group 8 months, 1 weeks ago
Today I didn't get scared
Today I was driving rushing and running on my 30-munitue lunch break. Hurring to get back to work to eat my fried shrimp and for a moment I thought I saw you. For the first time I didn’t get scared. Anxiety didn’t run the show, and I didn’t have to stop my mind from going down that rabbit hole. Instead, I parked the car smiled to myself the biggest smile and almost cried. Not because I am sad but because for the first time, I didn’t get scared. I realized just how strong I am and the scars that you left have healed. I didn’t get that pit in my stomach, and I didn’t lose control. I held my head high, stood my ground and I didn’t have to fight with my former self. For the first time in 6 years, I didn’t get scared. Anxiety didn’t run the show, and I didn’t have to stop my mind from going down that rabbit hole. Today was the day I realized I was free.
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Omg Anna, I just want to give you the biggest hug. I totally know this feeling of being less impacted by people and things that previously triggered you. It’s such a feeling of accomplishment and power. You are amazing. Congratulations and thank you for sharing. <3 Lauren
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The strength in your words, how you speak your truth, inspire me so much. Thank you. The energy, the self love that you express here is so moving. I hope you are so proud of how far you have come. This touched my heart. Keep writing. You have an amazing voice.
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Lauran Hirschi shared a letter in the
Chasing Your Dreams group 10 months ago
Out
Dear little me,
This is not even a dream that you know you have yet, but oh how I wish I could tell you how brave you are going to be one day! How you will burst out of the role you think you are meant to play. A lot has changed since we were small, but the goodness inside you was a part of it all.
In your twenties, on a seemingly random day and not in any way planned, you will get to come out to mom and dad. Notice I said, “get to,” because for awhile you will think that no one needs to know. Being honest with ourselves about it was such a fight in the first place. Then gradually we told a few safe people, dear friends and allies who embrace us fully as we were. And we feel so lucky. But there is still some fear in expressing it to others, including some family, so we steer clear.
But then, on a day that did not start of grand and then continued to feel like it was getting more out of hand.. when mom tries to ask you what is going on inside, you start to open up about some questions and doubts you’ve been hiding. Then all of the sudden, without any warning, you blurt out, “Oh and by the way, I’m not straight!” It was probably a bit jarring.
You wait for the questions and badgering to start, but instead they let you talk and they listen with fairly open hearts. After that, I’ll be frank, it is not sunshine and roses. Along the way to understanding there have been plenty of bumpy roads.
And I know what you are thinking, because I think it a lot: why did we get lucky when so many do not? I wish I had an answer to that query, but the truth is that sometimes the answers can be very elusive and maybe some answers do not exist. There is a lot we still do not know, but let me scratch something from the list.
I know I am not a mistake, and that I deserve acceptance and kindness. I believe that is universal, no matter what some may say in their blindness. And while I am still growing and changing and discovering myself, I am learning not to hide away on a dark, shaded shelf.
Hugs to you, little one.
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Lauran, I am so proud of you!! Even if you just randomly came out, you expressed your feelings in ways you didn’t think you would have been able to in the past! You are so incredibly strong and your younger self would be so excited to hear that she grew up to be an amazing person!!
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Thank you again, Harper!! I do think that she would smile about how it all went down. I have never been much for planning, so the fact that it happened almost spontaneously feels pretty fitting. And I think if I had tried to orchestrate it, I would have put it off time and time again. I sometimes get so caught up in saying the “right thing” that I…read more
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Yes! Love this!! Spontaneous things are often what we remember best so keep doing what you’re doing ❤️ So proud of you
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Shay Vogler shared a letter in the
Chasing Your Dreams group 11 months ago
Live Your Dreams and Never Give Up!
Dear readers,
Living your dreams is something we are told to do as children but, the second we realize what our dreams are, they seem impossible to achieve. Nursing school is hard, 4 years of medical school, 4 years of residency, you graduate to be a teacher only to realize teaching is not all it’s cracked up to be. But, with the right support of your friends and family, your dreams are possible! You will become the neurosurgeon you’ve always wanted to be. You will be that special education teacher you’ve always dreamed about. My only advice I have is to Live Your Dreams and Never Give Up!!Subscribe  or  log in to reply
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The dream is always easier than the reality. I always say though, just follow your heart. Follow your heart, and you may not end up where you planned to go, but you will land exactly where you are supposed to be. Sending hugs. <3 Lauren
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Taz Alam shared a letter in the
Chasing Your Dreams group 11 months, 3 weeks ago
Dear Mommy & Papa, Thank You for Giving Me the Gift of Dreaming Big
It couldn’t have been easy to have a daughter that dreams as big as I do. You and I both always knew that I was destined for something greater. So you poured everything you had into me to make sure that no opportunity was out of my reach.
Pride doesn’t even begin to describe what I feel when I look at you. To know that my immigrant parents, without any sort of formal education and a life of fear, danger, and oppression, provided me with the best education and privileges this world has to offer… it fills me with a sense of responsibility.
I don’t dream big for me. I dream big for our bloodline.
Growing up, I often thought about how easily my life could’ve turned out differently. If you didn’t have the guts to uproot our family to a whole new world, if you weren’t lucky enough to get that Visa, if you simply decided to settle somewhere else, I would’ve had a completely different life. One that may not have had as many opportunities as the one I currently live.
When thinking about that, it felt like I was given a gift. One that I would be selfish to throw away. One that took generations of blood, sweat, sacrifice, and tears, to finally make a reality. The more I learned about the history of our world, the more I understood how wronged we were in it.
Slowly, that sense of responsibility turned into an overwhelming guilt. Why did I get to live such a beautiful life of privilege when none of my ancestors before me were afforded the same? How could I carry on knowing that I lived in a world biased against my own people?
You watched me as I struggled with this strife. You consoled me as this guilt slowly ate away at my mind. You stood by me and continued loving me even when the demons got the better of me. As I was making decisions that broke your heart, you were still there to help me mend mine.
Through your unconditional support, I slowly began to dream again – to believe that a brighter world was not only possible, but that it was up to me to create it.
As I began sharing my story – our story – with the world, you gave me the space to do so. As I started to understand that I wanted to dedicate my life to the journey of self-discovery, you told me to go for it. As I decided to take all of my education and opportunity and throw away the stability of a traditional, good-paying job, you never doubted my vision.
How did I get so lucky to have parents like you?
Thanks to you, I’ve made a name for myself. I stand for something greater than myself. I teach, inspire, and encourage others to embrace everything about who they are because you taught me how to do that.
You taught me to never doubt myself and so that is exactly what I did, even when not doubting me meant taking on doubt from you. Still, I stood strong, like you showed me to do, and slowly showed you the vision I’ve been seeing all along.
Now, look at us! A family of business owners with a world of opportunities at the horizon.
We did it.
And by “we”, I don’t just mean me, you, and my sisters. I mean all of us. Dhadha, and Dhadi, and everything they did to raise you into the parents you became. Their parents after them and all that they taught them. All of our ancestors and every decision they made to make our bloodline as strong as it is to have made it here.
We did it. We finally made it to living a life of opportunity instead of a life of survival.
You see, dreams do come true. But, they aren’t made over night or even over one lifetime. Dreams are forged through the strife, the pain, the values & virtue, the traditions, the struggle, the hustle of generations of human existence.
We all carry the history of the people that came before us, and with that, the dreams.
So, Mommy & Papa, I know having a daughter that dreams as boundlessly as I do can be overwhelming at times. But, I think you always knew to some degree that I dream so largely and loudly because you never got to.
None of us ever got to until now. Until me.
I hope I make you proud in dreaming so loudly for all of us. Time to put our name on the map.
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kimwrites submitted a contest entry to
Write a letter or poem to your younger self about why he or she shouldn’t worry about the future 12 months ago
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Nysha Camilo shared a letter in the
Chasing Your Dreams group 1 years ago
Big Ol Lil Me
My bright light blinds most, no sunglasses will help
That is a fact that makes most mad
I used to not get why, but I figured it out –
My light illuminates what you run from
Illuminates all your fears and doubts
You seek the illusion of healing through drinking, smoking, sexing, popping, sniffing
Basically whatever buries your feelings
Convincing yourself that that is what cures your inside dealings
Not accepting that your running from your own war
You know the one you feel way down deep in your core
So when you see “lil ol me” you think
Who does she think she is? She acts like shes better than everyone else
Nah this is just what confidence looks like
And the truth is confidence used to feel so weird to me
Like learning how to ride a bike
But I used to wonder why not clap for me? Be happy for me? Proud of me? Why not support me? Cheer me on a little?
So I sat down and I had to figure something else out
People can only treat you as good as they treat themselves
I mean think about it, how would anyone give you more love then they give their own self?
So I can’t let what you say or portray bother me
Especially when your on a level that I used to be
One I had to train myself overtime to continuously flee
That is why you won’t understand what I do and you definitely won’t agree
You can’t see that what I’m doing is actually what makes me free
I no longer can let what you say affect me from doing me
Lil ol me is moving onto big ol lil me things
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Dominique Nesbitt shared a letter in the
Chasing Your Dreams group 1 years ago
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little-big-sister shared a letter in the
Chasing Your Dreams group 1 years ago
Wild Dreams
what if you could not speak for two years
you only had your two ears
now you are listening to your peers
checking out Instagram, it appears
they got plenty of souvenirs, but yet volunteered in their careerstoo afraid to be the engineers to forge a whole new frontier
paid education can teach us to adhere to the profiteer
head hunters poach us and sell us to the highest-bidding auctioneershit appears severe,
but you are a pioneer, fuck that career
this is the year to do something for the world that is truly dear to your heart
You are too smart not to start,
failure may come, you might have to restart
your heart be pure, but fear can outsmart
telling us that shit is too hard
don’t be jarred the universe has pulled your cardyour ancestors are standing guard,
telling you to manifest your wildest dreams, they will safeguard
jump into the deep end the universe is your lifeguard
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I enjoyed your poem. You dropped a lot of messages in your moving words. Doing things that are to our heart will feed us as well as our favorite foods.
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I love the rhythm and the rhyme scheme! The central idea is powerful and i really resonate with it. You opened and ended with motifs of communication. Well done!
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imlizkhalifa submitted a contest entry to
Write a letter or poem to your younger self about why he or she shouldn’t worry about the future 1 years ago
Dear Little Me
I know you’re thinking about who you will become & what you will do.
Little me, know that it’s all up to you.Know that sometimes things will get rough.
People might tell you that you are not tough.
Little me, know that you’re more than enough.I know that the future can make you worry.
Life passes so quickly that it can be blurry.
Little me, know that there’s no need to hurry.You have time to figure out your career,
so remember to always just let God steer.
Little me, with Him, there’s no need to fear.There’s no need to fear the unknown,
before you know it, you’ll be all grown.
Little me, you won’t have to do it alone.Life will be hard, but don’t be scared.
You’re not alone, I am always right there.
Little me, I promise I’m not going anywhere.Voting is closed
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Liz, thank you for sharing this beautiful poem. We’re all in a hurry to “be someone” but the best thing to do is have faith that it’s all unfolding the way it should rather than trying to control everything. You encapsulated these thoughts so poetically, and I’m sure so many people can relate to them as we navigate life’s unknowns.. and yes, in…read more
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Hi Juvi, thank you for your kind words. I definitely felt like a rush to be someone when I should’ve given myself some time & had faith. Grateful for you as well. <3
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Liz, this piece is so sweet. I feel the love and comfort and maturity in your voice. That little girl grew into a strong and kind woman. Thank you for sharing. <3 Lauren
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porsha621 submitted a contest entry to
Write a letter or poem to your younger self about why he or she shouldn’t worry about the future 1 years ago
Dear little me...
Dear little me,
I am stopping by to say:
“You no longer have to carry the heavy stuff; I am here now.”
The things that concern you about the future, are being worked out and in favor of your purpose. Worry not! The character traits that you think are your weaknesses turn out to be your strengths and little lady you’ll develop quite a knack for playing to your strengths. Your uniqueness has been the most uncomfortable part of your childhood/adolescent years and yet will be the very thing that has a positive impact on every room you enter in your adult life. Even the parts of you that struggle with the complex nature of your emotions and being vulnerable with others, find a way to be so transparent that it’ll become your most powerful tool for growth and development. You lack the ability to see your inner beauty because you are not confident in your external appearance. However, this is soon to be counteracted by your love for individualism and fashion. Then enhanced by your spiritual practice of accepting yourself at every stage and season of your life. Falling in love with your mind will do wonders for your level of communication and understanding self. Therefore, understanding others better. The fear that you’ll be lazy or unproductive is a complete myth in the future. You hold the title of “Jill of all trades” and at a point in your life, you wear roughly three different hats a day. Every goal you set out to accomplish, you execute. Be not so hung up on deadlines. ALL happens in proper timing. No need to worry. In the future you find it in your heart to celebrate the life of your mother opposed to being consumed by the pain of her passing. You learn to be grateful for everything you have in advance and the balance of every season because you find acceptance of your favor. As the saying goes, “To whom much is given, much is required.” You grow into a conscious, accountable, wise, intentional and highly creative young woman. Worry not my love, you are a warrior!
I Love You….
Though you don’t always feel loved, know that I love you!Voting is closed
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Porsha, what a moving letter to your younger self! I think we all could have used those encouraging words growing up, to let us know that it’s okay to be our unique selves and not to worry so much about the future. The love you give to your younger self is the grace we all need to move confidently as adults. Thank you for sharing and being a part…read more
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Thank you Juvi! Abundant gratitude! Encouragement truly does give light and perspective. I am so filled with so much warmth and appreciation being in this space!
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Wow. This is such an insightful and moving piece. Thank you for sharing.
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Thank you kindly for your kind words of encouragement Hannah! Much appreciation!
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neptune submitted a contest entry to
Write a letter or poem to your younger self about why he or she shouldn’t worry about the future 1 years ago
Dearest To 8 Year Old Ellie
No one saw you stare out that window
And lose yourself in the wind-
They never noticed those blades for nails
You replaced to survive while
Replacing such horrors from your fairy tales
It is your escape now, and you’ll understand soon
Those birds that nest in your bed
Are vultures and they tear you to shreds;
Just because they are blood does not mean you owe them love,
A myth that is destroying you,
You have every right to be confused and to cry
In the arms of yourself when Mom’s not around
That animal breaks all your bones,
And while she wastes time out the house,
Your fear is his throne;And while he cries wolf
You lick your own wounds
That doctor who should’ve protected you
Feeds on your pain-
Lovely girl, people are refusing to see all those
Horrors inside your world
Like the monsters that hide under a child’s bed when they sleep
Though it would always be a dream,
For you this is different
And people aren’t who they claim to be
The one in your closet is real
And it’s scary
And you’re anything at all but the cage of a word “crazy”
I know that your memory is hazy
Just know that doing nothing to stop it
Does not make you lazy
Oh Ellie, it makes you stronger than diamonds
And shinier than gold
And brighter than the shooting stars you wish upon
And a price that can never be sold;You pray every night that those monsters that
People call blood are nothing but
Swordsman with the kindest of words
You make sure to name every name of these people-
Who claim that they love you,
And Baby Girl, I hate to break it to you-
But love does not mean begging for forgiveness,
And it doesn’t mean letting him have his way with you,
And it doesn’t mean accepting that maybe you’re worthless,
Because you are anything but this
Ellie, your light is so much bigger than
You dare to understand
It makes sense that you throw it away
Don’t blame yourself for feeling cold
You lose yourself in the plaster above you
Because it’s all you’ve ever known;Ellie my dearest,
You’re a princess in shining armor
Etched in perfection
It’s not their business what lives beneath that skirt-
And please do not blame yourself for
Not knowing why this is happening
And when they tear at your gowns
Just know it is FAR from flattery
You are beautiful and chosen
The fabric of life that you’ve woven
And the seams that they’re ripping with ease
And with greed and while crying
They destroy your castle of a body
Ellie, you’re not a temptation at 8 years old
You were also never asking for it
You were just doing what you were told;And Ellie my love,
Your lips were crafted to bring judgment
Speak poetry
Sing sonnets-
Your hands were made to paint murals
Build castlesChange planets-
Your mind has been gifted to hail justice
Fight fire
Love endless-
Ellie I promise you this:
It is going to be okay,
Someday you’ll be safe,
You’ll get it when you’re 20 years old,
And you only have the animals to blame.Sincerely, You from The Future
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Elaina, I want to give you a big hug! You are so strong for reclaiming your experience and this prompt really allows you to fortify the young girl that needed protection and love. I’m sure sharing this wasn’t easy, so I thank you for your bravery. Shine on, Elaina <3 Juvi
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Thank you so much for saying this I really needed to hear it 🙂
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Ellie, I am so very sorry to read what happened to you. But wow you are so strong and I, too, want to give you a hug. This line is so powerful, “You are beautiful and chosen
The fabric of life that you’ve woven.”Keep stepping into your life and away from the darkness. Sending hugs. Thank you for sharing and for being part of The Unsealed. <3 Lauren
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I’m about to cry you’re so sweet :,)
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vhairstudio submitted a contest entry to
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era submitted a contest entry to
Write a letter or poem to your younger self about why he or she shouldn’t worry about the future 1 years ago
Growing Pains
Hello,
Little girl with a dream & a hope for a better tomorrow:
I see you sitting there on the porch steps crying as your parents seem to be crashing down behind you.One thing that you don’t get told enough is that you are bright, you are smart & that you are beautiful but most importantly….
You have the rest of your life ahead of you.I understand that this life does seem like a strange dream indeed & that sometimes it feels like there are two strangers inside of that house fighting but I see you holding everything in your arms that you’ve held onto for all of these years so far…
A pink rabbit, well worn at the face with so much love that you’ve carried her with you & you named her Pinky many years ago.
When the screaming gets louder, just hold her tighter. Allow her to soak up your tears when you don’t have a shoulder to cry on.
As you go through life you’re going to face the turbulence between your parents & you will learn what it’s like to feel the room before even stepping into it.
Take everything for what it is but never identify with any of it because these are all just growing pains my love.
What doesn’t kill you tonight will make you stronger tomorrow,
I promise, Rocky.The day will come when you put Pinky on the shelf for the final time & you will pull out your pen & you will bleed out everything on paper that this life has inflicted upon you through pain & agony, generational curses, but only you have the power to change your own outcome oh young eager mortal who just yearns to learn more about life, God & what it all even means.
One day, you will be able to walk through those same flames that are behind you right now & you’ll be able to acknowledge reality for what it truly is & you will look into the flaming eyes of those demons without backing down or feeling triggered.
You will find your own fire within those flames & you will find your voice to speak your own truth. 🖤🔥
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Roxanne, sometimes the people closest to us are the ones who hurt us the most. I can tell from your writing that that is what you’re reckoning with and I commend you for sharing what that must have been like for your younger self. I love how you reinforced the idea that you are smart and beautiful and have so much to offer the world. No matter…read more
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This line was my favorite! Take everything for what it is but never identify with any of it because these are all just growing pains my love. It reminded me of the Four Agreements-Don’t take anything personally. Thank you for sharing this beautiful piece
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Wow! I feel you are rising and your power is coming through at the end. I am sorry about your difficult childhood, but it really feels like you have become your own hero. And that is amazing! <3 Lauren
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ptactacan submitted a contest entry to
Write a letter or poem to your younger self about why he or she shouldn’t worry about the future 1 years ago
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poeticaddiction_365 submitted a contest entry to
Write a letter or poem to your younger self about why he or she shouldn’t worry about the future 1 years ago
Live without Guilt
When you are young
The main question is always
What do you want to be when you grow up?
With much hope and optimism
We strive to become
Who we very much envisioned
Along the way
We may get knocked down
Or disappointed
That’s why it is truly important
To stay in the present
Committing ourselves to deadlines
And timelines as to when we think
We should have accomplished
Something in particular
Is pure suicide
Leading one to be drained mentally
Grow up they say
Become an adult they say
But they never say live
Live in the moment
Be present in your youth
So that you can have a future
A future that you don’t have to recover from
‘Cause trauma is real
Healing can be a journey
Never worry about the future
Though your future
Is in your hands
Never feel the need to be pressured
Into planning it all out at once
Forgive yourself along the way
No one is perfect
Give yourself credit
For always doing your best
No matter the outcome
Again, never worry
Your future will be the story you tell
The way it is supposed to be
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Reading this felt like a hug and a pep talk all at once! I love how your poem said everything it needed to say, plain, clear, and simple. It also flowed well and had a lot of great nuggets of wisdom! It’s a great reminder that while going through life, we shouldn’t forget actually to LIVE it! Thank you for sharing <3 Juvi
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Thank you Juvi: I appreciate your kind words and amazing feedback; we should never forget to LIVE 🤗
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Whew!! This was Amazing! This line “But they never say live
Live in the moment. WOW!!! I’ve had to unlearn and relearn so much of what this means in adulthood. Like you said “Cause trauma is real!” working through this too and I felt so seen by your words so thank you!Write me back Subscribe  or  log in to reply
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Thank you Tiffany: Life is all about living and learning; sometimes when we least expect it we gain much understanding and see our perspective through the eyes of someone else so glad you felt seen 🤗
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renegadenurse71 submitted a contest entry to
Write a letter or poem to your younger self about why he or she shouldn’t worry about the future 1 years ago
My Precious One
My precious one, do not fear
If you only knew,
The greater & greater that lies ahead.
You wouldn’t take a second longer to dwell on the issues at hand
My precious one, please understand
I am protecting you
I am providing for you
I even factor in what you think you cannot do.
My precious one,
You are so much more beautiful than you realize
Oh if you could see through My eyes.
The forces trying to tear you down,
It will not last,
For there will come a day,
When you will see what I see.
That you are My masterpiece!
I behold you as my exquisite pearl
You are a rare beauty like no one else,
You are not stupid or dumb,
Those were lies wrongly spoken over you,
Oh My precious one,
One day the miry clay will be washed away,
And what will then appear,
Is the jewel, that I had hidden under My wings,
Oh My beloved,
All the lies and pain will be swept away
For when you come to Me,
And I hold you close,
It is then, that you shall clearly see,
I created you, in likeness of Me,
Therefore, there is no mistake,
Only beauty, strength and grace.
Oh precious one,
May all fear be abolished in the name of My Son,
For in His death and resurrection,
The battle was won
So all worry, all fear, and every lie that was told,
Has no power, no substance, and it can no longer have a hold
Oh My precious one,
Look ahead, and see what I see,
All lies exposed, then fear must go!
And when that happens,
The landscape awaits,
Endless opportunity before you,
You shall live in freedom,
No longer bound
Your mind completely sound
My precious one,
This right now, will soon pass,
For every facet of every day,
Has intricate purpose in all I created you to be.
These days of pain, soon will be nothing more than a memory.
So, I say to you; Have no fear,
Because I am greater than all this.
None of this is in vain,
And there will be purpose in every pain
For the plan for your life,
I know from beginning to end,
And what is ahead,
Is what I already planned.
For I knew before you even were conceived
That you are a delicate woman, yet strong and mighty,
I knew you would be strong enough,
To endure each level,
For the places I will take you and teach you to fight,
And then at the right time,
You will be ready for flight.
Higher and higher, more than you ever imagined,
I will raise you up to the mountain top
For you are My mighty warrior,
My beautiful princess bride,
Your beginnings were humble,
You were lowly and meek,
But as you passed every test,
I saw you bloom and grow,
I saw you strive and push,
I knew that you would be,
My beloved, faithful and true,
Walking in surrender, heart full of love,
My precious daughter,
You conquered all fears in the strength I gave you
I knew you would always push through,
You brought all glory back to Me,
You bowed at My feet.
I smile My daughter as I look at you.
You came through it all.
My precious one.
May 24, 2024
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Gail, what a touching testament to your faith! I loved how you wrote from God’s perspective. I can tell that leaning on your faith has brought you a lot of peace, strength, and hope through life’s trials and tribulations. Very clever piece and relatable to many Christians. Thank you for contributing to the community <3 Juvi
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shyacinthe submitted a contest entry to
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The Future
The Future, it’s just around the corner, it’s just beyond your reach, surely it’s something you’d very much like to breach. Though thoughts of it may cause some concern, attempt to address that with what you’ve already learned. Although the future is truly unknown, instead of fretting over it consider how well you’ve grown. You’ve reached the future many times before, and God willing you’ll reach it at least once more. Hopefully you’ll go into it with good health, genuine love and remarkable wealth, but The Future is not fully in your control, so worrying about it will only take its toll.
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Sara, thank you for sharing this piece! I can totally relate to fretting over the future and how little that actually helps me. Sometimes I wish I could look into a crystal ball and know how my life plays out, but what’s the fun in that!? Life is a mystery and there’s beauty in the unknown. You’re right… why worry about what we can’t control? <3 Juvi
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