You are lucky. You are loved. You are beautiful.

Please believe me when I say that I understand the harsh pain that comes with the feeling that you no longer want to live. I've been there. I came so very close to ending my life. You feel many things, three of those being unlucky, unloved, and not beautiful. Take a good hard look at yourself in the mirror. Look at your eyes. Look at your mouth. Look at your nose. Look at your face. Look at your body. Look at your arms, your legs. Look at your chest. Watch it move up and down. You see that? That is air moving up and down, up and down within you lungs. Feel it. You are ALIVE. And when you begin to realize how many people in the world don't have that kind of luck you begin to realize just how lucky you truly are. You are lucky. You are loved. You are beautiful. You are alive. You still have purpose. You still have a future. You still have hope.




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