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Elizabeth Montoya responded to a letter in topic Write a letter to the you that didn’t think they were enough 1 days, 21 hours ago
Thank you for all your kind words. Writing my poem I visualized speaking to the girl who lost it all, all hope, all desire, all love. The one sitting there screaming in her apartment alone, breaking down, wondering why everything she does is just never enough, not even for herself. These are words that I truly needed to hear in those moments to feel seen, heard & loved. Because the feeling of never being enough was one of the leading factors to my addiction and suicidal ideations. Coming out of that dark world and learning to love myself is one of the most amazing, life changing, feelings. I strive to work with those who are currently in those situations. I want to be that helping hand and that person who gives that small piece of hope to the world. There is a brighter side!
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Write a letter to the you that didn’t think they were enough 2 days, 14 hours agoCome sit down, love
Elizabeth MontoyaDear Unsealers,
My name is Elizabeth. Below is a poem/letter I wrote to the version of myself that truly just needed to be seen and for someone to tell her everything will be okay.
This heartbreaking feeling of not being enough was one of the leading factors to my addiction and suicidal ideations. In the midst of it all, there was no hope. But coming out of it, I’ve learned more than there’s room to type in this little box. But 2 key things I want you to think about,
1. You need to face the fire to make it through. Running from it will only dig you deeper.
2. Rock bottom is not where you land, it’s where you stop digging.I’m here to be that helping hand, that small piece of hope we all need. Love you all!
Now that you’re here…
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Hey there, little one,
I see the tears behind your eyes,
It’s clear something’s wrong,
Your shadows hold no lies.You’ve been hiding from the noise,
Drowning in the silent ache,
Trading truth for borrowed poise,
Giving more than you can take.I know you’re tired of the fight,
And all the running from the pain.
But you were never out of sight—
I’ve seen you stand in pouring rain.You loved with fire, without disguise,
A strength that never sought to show.
You saw the truth behind the lies,
Yet, still gave light when theirs dimmed low.You bent so others wouldn’t break,
Held space where no one stood.
You learned to give more than you take,
And still believed in doing good.They didn’t see the weight you bore,
The quiet ways you chose to stay.
But I’ve felt it at your core—
The love you gave, the price you paid.And now at last, you’ve found your ground,
Not in their gaze, but in your own.
No need to chase what won’t come ‘round,
You’ve built a truth that stands alone.So lift your chin and breathe in deep,
The world may never understand—
But in your soul, your roots run steep,
You are more than what was planned.You’re not too much, you’re not too small,
You’re not a wound that must be tough,
You are the quiet strength through all—
And soon you’ll realize, YOU ARE ENOUGH.E.M.
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•••Voting starts August 21, 2025 12:00am
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Elizabeth, your poem is a beacon of hope and resilience. The vulnerability and strength woven into your words are deeply moving. It’s a testament to your journey and a powerful message of self-acceptance. Your ability to see and comfort your past self is truly inspiring. Thank you for sharing this gift.
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Thank you for all your kind words. Writing my poem I visualized speaking to the girl who lost it all, all hope, all desire, all love. The one sitting there screaming in her apartment alone, breaking down, wondering why everything she does is just never enough, not even for herself. These are words that I truly needed to hear in those moments to…read more
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