The next time (Patreon)

Okay, I know you won’t believe me, so I won’t say it. Even if you want to hear it, it’s useless if I tell you she’s beautiful. You just won’t accept it.

Yeah, she may not have the prettiest face, or the sweetest voice. Maybe she doesn’t have wide hips or a narrow waist, maybe her shoulders are a little bit too wide. It doesn’t matter.

She’s prettier than you’re able to see, and even if that’s not enough, she’s one of the kindest souls out there, and you should be kinder with her, because she’s trying to deal with so many things and she doesn’t deserve your critics or to be called useless because she can’t get up right now after all she's gone through.

She deserves to be happy, to be loved, to feel loved, even if she doesn’t look or sounds the way you want to, even if others can’t see her true self just by using their eyes.

And yeah, you’re gonna have a bad time, people will throw a lot of shit at you for trying to defend her, but that’s all you can do. She deserves you to love her, she needs you to see all the good inside her, if you can’t find it on her outside, and even if she’s not the person you hoped she was, she deserves to feel the way you wished she could.

Stop pressuring her, it’s okay if all she did the whole day was breathing. If she can’t face an enemy, it’s okay to run and hide until she’s ready, ‘cause you need to be alive and well before you can fight and win.

It’s okay if she crumbles, as long as you help her to get on her feet again after the storm.

Don’t ask her to be more than she is.

I know you want someone to tell you it’s alright all the time, I know you want someone to say a lot of good things about her, ‘cause you’re afraid of what others think and you need reassurance, but, and this is the hardest part to hear, no one is coming to the rescue.

It’s you and her, until the very end, because even if I keep telling you pretty things, you won’t accept my word.

Listen to what she has to say, look beyond her looks and find that there’s a lot more than that, pamper her, caress her, love her, make her feel good about herself, if not by her looks, then by her soul, her strength, her deep emotions, her intelligence, her curiosity, her compassion, her sense of humor, her will to help and to be useful, for her braveness and for the way she’s still going after being so broken.

For her need to be needed, for all the dreams and hopes she still has.

For all the love she can give.

I know you’ll still cry, I know it will still hurt, but, the next time you see yourself in the mirror, try not to be so hard on her.

Tell her how amazing she is. Next time you make a joke and everyone laughs, remember how funny and witty she is. Next time someone ask you for help, remember how useful she is. Next time you blush, remember how pure and cute she is. Next time she feels desperately in need of love, remember how big your heart is and all the love you want to spread.

Stop listening to the voices inside your head, depression and anxiety. There’s a lot of good about her, and that makes her special, and for the few of us who can be near, for us who can be close to her, that’s beautiful.

Stop saying she’s a burden, ‘cause we love to be with you.

I love all the good she can give, so stop talking bad about yourself.

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I'm not really sure where this could fit, but is something I had written and I wanted to share with you. Sorry I haven't posted much lately, but I've been sick (nothing serious, but I had fever and my head felt like exploding for a couple days) so in the meantime, I hope you like this ^^ Sorry if my translation is not perfect, as you may already know, English is not my first language D:

Hope you're all doing great! And don't worry, I'm getting better, right now I just have a cough at this point xD