You know the me that smiles and laughs.

You know the me that shows up and fights for herself.

You know the me that sits in the back, blending in with the crowd.

You know the me that holds it all together.

You know the me that is strong and independent.

You know the me that works hard and pushes through.

But do you really know me?

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Dear younger me,
It’s been five years now. Since the night you turned 25. I wish you would have known then how much you are loved. But then again, would we be who we are today if not for that night? You were running from yourself. Running from the pain. Running from the one who loved you the most.

I know drinking and partying felt l…read more