Girl in the mirror,
I want to start this off by saying I’m sorry if what I’m about to say hurts but I know it all needs to be said.
For years now I have been comparing you to someone that you are not. I remember numerous times asking, “Why can’t you be like that?” or saying, “You’re not trying hard enough.” I honestly cannot remember the last time I looked at you and was truly happy. I have noticed other girls and wanted you to be exactly like them, which wasn’t fair to you. I have said terrible things about you to your face; I have said so many things that I don’t even know how you can stand looking at me.
I have made life so much harder on you than what it should be. I made you believe that if you just lost a few pounds, dressed like other girls, wore your hair a certain way, hid behind makeup, lived trying to be someone you aren’t you would eventually be happy. I convinced you that you would never be enough unless you lived your life to please everyone else. Sometimes I felt hate looking at you and I would also feel hate looking back. Honestly, I just wanted to punch you to make you disappear for a while.
From day one I should have loved you; I should have been your safe place. I sincerely apologize for all the times I tore you down. It has taken me years to realize everything I was doing to you. I ruined not only your outlook on yourself but also on life. I pushed it to the point that you dreaded having to see me. I should have told you to realize how amazing and blessed you truly are. When you were going through hard times, I should have been there to help and not tear you down even more. I should have always been there.
So girl in the mirror, I’m going to tell you something I never have. You are a beautiful young woman with an amazing life ahead of you. You might not look like all of the other girls but that is what makes you the real you. If there is someone that doesn’t appreciate the real you, they aren’t worth your time. Stop trying to lose all the weight, stop changing how you dress or how you wear your hair, wipe off all of that makeup, and be the real you!
I know how hard it is to trust my words after all the hurt I’ve caused, however, I swear to you that my words are true. You are beautiful and you are enough.