I’ve been wanting to tell you that you are not alone.
I know that you feel like you are, that no one out there understands, and I know that it’s hard. Like really hard. Like unbelievably hard.
It’s hard to keep pushing forward when there’s no one on the sidelines to cheer you on. It’s hard to keep going when you feel like everyone else in the world is lapping you out on the track. It’s hard to power through when no one else is paying attention.
But we are.
I’ve been wanting to tell you that there’s a whole world of people out there rooting for you. You may not be able to see us – yet – but we are there and we see you, and, oh my goodness, if you could only see yourself from our eyes, you wouldn’t hesitate for another moment in your life. Ever.
We’re right here beside you. You’ll see us when you’re ready. When the time is right.
I’ve been wanting to tell you that there will come a day when you’ll look back on all of it and say, through your tears, “Whoa. What if I had walked away and given up on myself? I am so grateful that I didn’t stop. Look what I have created. I am amazing.”
And when you do, you’ll know, in that magic, that you have been surrounded by fans from the very beginning. Some of us are quiet, some of us have yet to meet you, but, regardless, we are all here, waiting, waiting for you to emerge and for your light, that gorgeous, warm, splendid light to shine.
And once you do, once that light is shining, it is going to be so bright that you'll be able to see all of us, and you'll know, finally, that we've been here all along.