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To the Girl Struggling to Keep it Together

Hi Lovelies!

I know it probably seems like I've fallen off the face of the earth, and I guess in a way I kind of have. Without getting into too much detail, these past couple months have been a turbulent time for me, and sadly that puts blogging down on the list of priorities.
However, a beautiful soul (you know who you are) reached out to me and encouraged me with words she didn't even know I needed to hear in regards to my blog. So I decided to give it another try, and in my trying this is what was put on my heart.

This is an open letter to anyone feeling like they are stressed beyond what they can take, and I hope some words in it give you hope.

Hello Beautiful,

I know it's hard right now, I know you feel like the world is caving in around you, I know you are trying your hardest to keep everything bottled up inside and it hurts so much.
You are so strong, lovely, you are so so strong. Believe me, I know how to suffer in silence. How to put on a mask and not let anyone see the scars under the concealer on your heart. How to smile and light up a room when all you really want to do is cry.
I feel your pain, and I am so sorry that you struggle in silence, when you don't think people care, when you don't think God cares.

I've been there too.

But, Lovely, I promise you it gets better. I promise you that there are beautiful things coming your way and God gives beautiful things to those who endure trials.
I don't have all the answers, I'm not sure what words you need to lift your heart, but I promise you this.

 Someone cares. 

Someone out there loves you so much and is just waiting for you to come ugly cry on their floor. The words screaming no one cares are lies and weak ones at that. Think about all the people who texted you in the past week, day, hour, they care, and if you don't have a list, know I care, know there are people out there who want to help you. Go get help, lovely, you deserve to feel loved.

Lovely, don't forget that God loves you too. He loves you so much it hurts and he feels your pain like no one else ever could. I know it is so easy to turn on God in the midst of pain and wonder if he really cares, but I promise he does, and I promise that although his plan is hard it is so so good. Talk to God, precious one, he's dying to hear from you.

I am praying for you, lovelies, I'm so proud of you.
-Libby




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