"You are wonderful for who you are…"
"You are gorgeous just the way you are…"
"Don’t change yourself for someone else…"
It’s nearly not said enough in this day and age anymore, mostly the complete opposite usually.
"You need to change if you want to get someone…"
They’re harmful, hurtful, and spiteful words… And yet they are prominent in the world today, the advice we’re usually given by those that sometimes we care about.
What’s even worse is the fact that those that say it usually get enjoyment from it, some sort of satisfaction, that it makes them feel better about themselves once they have spewed those despising words towards someone that they may love, they may consider a friend, or may not even know at all.
Not everyone at all times is able to wear their armor, that shield they aren’t able to carry to parry and block those words, bounce them away from themselves. Sometimes someone is too weary and tired to hold up the sword to defend themselves. Sometimes those that it is said towards don’t have that equipment to begin with.
It tears them down, rips them apart, throws them through the ringer. And sometimes… Sometimes those words are dangerous seeds, dangerous bombs just rigged to explode and cause even more damage then they had from burrowing in deeply into that person’s skin.
Sometimes scars come from it, some visible, some… not so much. Some of us bare those scars with pride, carry those words and patch ourselves up, stride onward towards the end of our path. But some of us just… get to the point where we cannot patch ourselves, that those words leave more then scars, they constantly dig in, constantly with their poisonous talons.
There are even some of us that even though they constantly rip at us, pulling off piece by piece of us, that we still strive on for others, try not to show the pain that we are in, try not to be a burden or a problem.
People say… “They’re just words… They can’t harm you…” But they do not know, have probably never had something rip into them.
In my opinion… words are the worst form of hurt. They echo in your mind, reverberate through your entire being, pick at you bit by bit. You’re constantly reminded of that one sentence, those harsh words. They fester wounds, bring out anger, depression, zero self worth. You stumble day to day not able to think of anything else.
Sometimes you’d even rather have the physical pain then the mental pain, then those words, then the emotional pain. To drown out those words, that voice, that cackle of how you’re not how you’re supposed to be…
And it aches, it rips, it shreds, it screams. And you are left hollow and hurting, curling in on yourself in a bed, on the floor, on the couch… Just… somewhere, not able to do a damn thing to stop the rising emotion, the pain, just begging for it to stop.
It’s when you hear that noise, that familiar noise from your phone, from your computer… a bing that brings you slightly from that downward spiral that you’re not able to stop.
"Don’t listen to him! You do so much!"
"There are people that care! We care!"
The tears won’t stop… and it happens over and over again, bing after bing, word after word.
"You’re lovely, you know that right?”
"Don’t think that about yourself!"
"I’m here if you need to talk!"
And suddenly that darkness isn’t so overbearing, that spiral not as fast. Those words are still there, echoing, taunting, but those bings continue, pulling you from the claws and wrapping you in them.
One word after another battering back those spiteful things, tending to wounds, becoming the armor once more around your body, becoming the shield, the sword, light and able to be held in a weary state.
And once more you are the warrior that holds yourself, battling back those words, still aching, still hurting, but now with a reason.
You are not alone.
There are those that care.
There will always be those that care…
If you do not hear it…
"You are beautiful!"
"I love you!"
"You are not worthless!"
"You are an amazing person!"
"You are outstanding!"
"Don’t ever change, I love YOU just the way you are!"
"I support you!"
"I’m here for you!"
We’re all out there, we all feel this way at some point or another… Lets all band together to not make that feeling overwhelming.
We all have some type of demon leaning over our shoulder, whispering words into our ear to make us spiral downward. Lets try and be the angel for someone else, the angel that will smile and hold out their hand, whisper "I’m here for you… We can make it through together…"
(and if you’re not religious/believe in angels then… be that strong person)