leannie

(a friend wrote this to me last year....)


"I feel, not just for you, but WITH you. And I don't know what happens
next. All I count on are the things I know to be true - That
tomorrow morning I'll wake up in the same room, surrounded by the
little things that make it mine, and I'll do the same things I did
today, and last week. That life goes on, whether I like it or not.
That time passes, and things I don't like pass, but so do things I do
like. I can count on myself to be strong and get through, even though
sometimes I just don't want to be strong. Sometimes I don't listen to
myself, and I can count on that. I can count on the fact that man will
fail you. I can count on the fact that I will still love, and still
get my heart broken, but it doesn't matter cause I'll still love. And
we wouldn't know beauty if we didn't know ugly; we wouldn't know love if we didn't know pain; we couldn't appreciate the sunrise if we
hadn't waited in the dark. I wouldn't know who I am if I didn't
constantly find out who I'm not. And I know that you and I are so much alike, Leanne, and that if even part of what I've said here is true
for you, you'll be okay. And if it is true, you probably don't want to
hear "it'll be okay," because fuck okay, why would you want to be okay when you could be wonderful?

Don't be afraid to cry, or to wallow, or be a baby. Sometimes it takes
a stronger person to not be strong, if that makes sense. Sometimes
being strong is the punk way out. It's harder to let it out and deal
with it than it is to keep it inside and deny it."