"In response, somewhere from within me, rises a now-familiar presence, offering me all the certanties I have always wished another person would say to me when I was troubled. This is what I find myself writing to myself on the page:
I’m here. I love you. I don’t care if you need to stay up crying all night long. I will stay with you. If you need the medication again, go ahead and take it-I will love you through that, as well. If you don’t need the medication, I will love you, too. There’s nothing you can ever do to lose my love. I will protect you until you die, and after your death i will still protect you. I am stronger than Depression and i am braver than Loneliness and nothing will ever exhaust me.”
Everything tries to sell you by telling you that you are lacking. Not sexy enough, not social enough, not rich enough, not smart enough. But if you buy this then BAM! You’ve got what you needed…for now. Until they just hook and reel you in using another insecurity.