Know that if depression is the verse, then hope is the chorus. Allow yourself to exist in this melody even when the instrument of your body is tired of playing.
Know that self love is not selfish. It is the mantra of someone who recognizes where they have been and where they need to go.
Stand by the lake. See how it ripples? How it continues? It is the Earth’s way of saying “you are important, you are endless.”
Be good to you.
Tell yourself – I deserve to love and be loved.
I deserve the whole show, the encore, the darkness that falls like a curtain … and I will continue to remind myself that the morning that will always follow.