Truth is, I’m just a girl sitting on the other side of your screen typing words so that you know that you’re not alone, and that you’re worth loving. For a while I didn’t get the point in doing that, in speaking out against the hard days, because who would want to listen to (who would believe) a girl they’d never me typing words on the other side of their screen?
Well, this is why you should believe that I stand in a position to tell you that you are worth loving:
I have felt lost. I have felt left out. I have been wronged, and I have done wrong to people who meant the world to me. I have woken up and wished I could lay there all day, prayed that I could pass back out. I have tasted the bitterness of betrayal, and I have sat up at night watching the clock, wishing the restlessness would end and the weight on my chest would lift.
It took a long time, but I finally came out on the other side. I started to wonder if that fight for knowing my worth and knowing what I am worthy of is a fight that will never be fully won; if it’s just a war full of mini-battles, some of which I can win, and some of which I will lose.
Except now I know that I don’t wake up wishing I could just lay there and fall back asleep anymore; I don’t stay up watching the clock, and there is no longer a heaviness on my chest.
And that—well I believe that means something for me and for you.
Written and loved on by Jenna Bednarksy