Dear Josie,

I need you to know…

I used to think I was broken beyond repair.
I didn’t realize I was being built into something stronger.

The old version of me would look at you now and say:
I didn’t know you were that strong.

You were created to fight, and I didn’t know that.
I couldn’t tell.
The pills made you weak.
The loneliness you felt had you stuck in darkness.

But all along…
You were the light.

You lived through the darkness that plagued your mind, and your strength shined through in ways I couldn’t have imagined.
Even when everything inside you felt numb or shattered, something in you refused to give up.
You never thought you would know where your mother was, and that unknown lived like a shadow inside you for years.

You thought the hole in your heart would always be there—a big, gaping void that nothing could ever fill.
But God—only God—brought you peace.
He showed you the truth: your mother didn’t abandon you.
She was missing.
She was murdered.

You didn’t stay in the darkness.
You fought.
And you keep fighting.
You keep shining.

Who are you?
I was buried in brokenness.
You rose in His strength.

With love,
Your old self

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