A Love Letter To Myself (And To You)

So beautiful, and so true. Everyone needs and deserves to read this ❤
Esoterica is the writer I go to whenever I crave some wisdom 😉

existential ergonomics

In my early twenties, I developed the habit of drafting up little love notes on particularly lonely days, leaving them tucked inside library books and waiting on park benches. I never stuck around long enough to see the recipients, but I always felt so much happier and more connected after my secretive love bombs. Maybe the young man who flunked biology will read, “You are enough” and feel a little better. Perhaps an overworked custodian will find the poorly-drawn smiley face paired with “Have a great day!” and crack a smile.

As I navigate through nausea, pain, and disappointment, I’ve secretly been hoping to stumble across such a note. I’ve been wishing and waiting for some kind stranger to remind me that things will get better, entirely forgetting that I have the full capacity to write such love letters to myself. Amongst the paradox and uncertainly, I’ve been chasing after…

View original post 1,261 more words

Website Powered by WordPress.com.

Up ↑