Dear you to all the yous out there,
Everything has changed.
It’s been a long time coming.
I could write about a hundred of you, every person that’s touched my life has been so fascinating, so deserving of more words. I rarely spoke any of these words, even now I’m fighting my way out of a shell. Sometimes it feels like a backwards battle. I know in the end I should have spoken more, and no amount of words could ever amend that.
Some of you have been good, so very very good, and some of you have been horrible, some back and forth between both. Wherever you have landed, I appreciate you being a part of my life and shaping me into who I am now. I’m not great, I have a long way to go, but I am content.
I am content.
Not always happy, not always sad, but at the end of the day I can sleep and be content with myself. Proud of all the hardships I’ve pushed through, happy with the person I’m becoming, accepting of my shortcomings.
You have been friends, family, acquaintances, nuisances, troubles, happiness, and sorrow. Sometimes under appreciated or given more than deserved. Small roles with few words that shape my view of the world, or large roles constantly being my rock. Bullies that kick me into the dirt, or saviors that pick me up and dust me off.
In the end I would like to thank each and every “you” out there, good or bad. Thank you for being beautiful yous in your own ways. Thank you for touching and shaping my life with years of your knowledge or seconds of your impulses.
Love, the quiet one who should have spoken more.