To my former self barely a few months ago, I see you struggling to feel a part of something. I see the pain behind your smiles and laughs when you realise that most people around you do not even acknowledge the amount of effort that you are putting in or just straight up dismiss your presence without a second thought. I feel for you when you had to go through toxic draining situations, stay in positions of powerlessness and low worth and fight and fight in environments that just did not allow you to thrive. I feel for you. It wasnt right. I wasnt your fault. And i feel your pain because all you wanted was for other people to see what you were going through. Butttt, that obsession with pain and suffering kept you wanting to be seen as a victim. Thank you for having the strength to go through shit and recognise it for what it was. Thank you for taking responsibliity for the child that deserved more. Thank you for being a shield for the young adult who is still stumbling around and often low. Thank you Universe for aligning things at the right time, for the lessons and the miracles.