Your future self loves you. They will look through old photos of you with affection, not disgust, or embarrassment. They wish they could tell you stories of your future, of how much you'll change, of the people you'll meet, of how you'll eventually learn to accept yourself, then love yourself. They will read your diary entries and poems and favorite lyrics, heart aching, tears in their eyes. if only you knew...
Your future self loves you. If only they could show you. They are living proof. You'll turn out okay after all. They wish they were there to console you, dance with you, and make you write it a hundred times: "I AM LOVED". They will listen to playlists you made, just to experience you again. They will write you a letter - of forgiveness, longing, and reassurance. You will never read it. But you will know.
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