To the girl that survived,

Even though you didn't think you would make it to see another year, you did. Even though you thought you'd never be able to find love, you did. Even though you never thought you'd find yourself feeling the corners of your mouth spread across your face to sculpt a genuine smile, you did.

I know it must be strange to think about the girl you were one month ago, 1 year ago, 5 years ago, or even 10 years ago, because you were so different back then. You were the girl that has been beaten down so many times that you gave up on every ounce of hope you once carried within you. You were the girl that tried so hard, yet nothing seemed to work out in your favor. You were the girl that almost gave up on yourself. However, I'm damn glad you didn't.

Look at yourself in the mirror, and be proud of the girl you are today. Be proud that you found love; not only external love but internal love. You found enough love within yourself to keep gripping onto your life, no matter how much it ached. You have your wonderful self, and whether you believe it or not, others can feel the radiation of your smile, your laugh, and your colorful mind. You are loved by so, so many, and I want to thank you for holding on for them.

I want you to think about how much progress you've made every morning you wake up, every time you look in the mirror, and every time you close your eyes at night, and I hope the result is your purest smile. You should take pride in making it through such a difficult time, and acknowledge that you are courageous and your strength is uplifting and inspirational to all those around you. Struggles will come and go, it's inevitable. However, I have faith that your strong composure and poise will remain intact and never fail to get you through anything.

Sincerely,

A girl that understands