So. Once upon a time, I was in a rut. This might've been yesterday, this might've been when I was making mud-pies.
Then I thought to myself:
Self,
I don't know why you're afraid so much, but it's okay. I love you and accept you. You don't have to be ashamed of feeling this way.
Take a deep breath; there are a lot of people who love you. They recognize something there; it's not just smoke and mirrors.
You can do this school thing, too. It's not going to be fun, but it's mostly getting around that block in your head--something you're more than capable of.
Don't fret. I love you. You're beautiful, funny, sincere, honest, pure. You're an endless mystery, please believe it.
I love you, and it's okay to be afraid.
I love you
I love
you
I love you.
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