YOU MATTER
Why are they so afraid of what you have to say?
Why are they so afraid of you thinking for yourself?
Why do they go to such lengths to keep you distracted?
Why do they try so hard to convince you that living as a lesser version of yourself is noble or admirable?
…because you matter.
Your thoughts matter.
Your words matter.
Your ideas matter.
How you live your life matters.
You matter a lot.
They understand this.
Do you?
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consider this a sign...
...to be kinder to yourself.
no matter what life has been so far, you deserve more kindness from yourself.
treat yourself gently. care for yourself. go easy on yourself. you're precious ✨
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Hey, stop scrolling for a minute. How are you doing? You okay? Come and sit down with me in the kitchen for a bit. It’s a warm day, the radio is playing all the oldies, the door is open and we can hear the birds. I’ll stick the kettle on. Do you take milk? Sugar? I’m baking some bread today, do you want to help? Or you can just sit and keep me company if you like. You can tell me everything that’s been going on. Or you could info dump about your favourite thing or tv show, I’d love to hear about the things you like. Or you can just sit at the table if you want, you could paint or draw or play animal crossing whilst I go about the kitchen and we can pass the time of day in contended quietness. Because you’re safe here. You can stay as long as you like and you can always come back. Everything will be okay, darling, you’ll see.
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everything affects me so deeply and it fucking sucks
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Hey, you! This is your daily reminder to stay alive!
You have no idea how many people would miss you if you were gone.
That one online friend who reblogs your posts. That one barista who always remembers how to spell your name. The kind old lady who lives down the street. The neighbor's kid who always tries to play video games with you. Your childhood friends. Your current friends. The people you aren't friends with yet, but want to befriend.
I remember learning about the death of a classmate, and being struck with a sudden emptiness. How could someone I knew just be gone in a blink? Even though she probably never thought of me, I thought of her. I'm thinking of you.
So many people think of you, love you, would miss you.
I know.
I know, it's really hard, but let's get through this. Together. Let's be each other's people. Let's think about each other as we keep on fighting.
Because I promise you, we can recover. Together.
Stay safe. I love you platonically.
--Ellis
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