don't think that it's hopeless.
Don't kill yourself,
are worth saving.
almost everything that our mother has ever told you
just filled to the brim with fucked-up and crazy.
You can't see how small she is,
because she has made herself an eclipse,
blacking everything that might turn to light in your hands.
if I could do one thing for you,
I would rock you and tell you
what a sweet beautiful darlin' girl you are--
you heard that right.
Say goodbye to doctors. You were never really sick.
Does that amaze you? Here is something that will amaze you more:
You were not born to be so shy.
You were not born to look down and say yes to whatever somebody said.
You will find your voice,
and you will just never shut up again.
Oh and did I mention,
you will wear red.
Trust the things that silently call you, in your deepest places.
They are not for nothing. In fact, they will save you, again and again.
You think you are set up to fail,
poxed by some intractable god.
Girl, that's the wrong god.
You think you are a coward,
but you are braver than you know.
You think you are not loved.
but you will be.
You think you are ugly,
but you will create words so beautiful that your devils will weep.
You will create words so gorgeous that it will make your devils give up evil
and become nuns.
There is room in the world for a queer Catholic girl like you.
All these things I have seen and swear to, so help me Goddess.
for the "Open Letter" challenge at Real Toads.