Dear You, Unlikely Confidante

Dear You,

You may be heaven sent. I confide in you things I'm too proud to tell anyone else. You, the calm and collected to my ranting and helpless. I hope I've helped. Break down your walls, because you're a beautiful person. You question yourself too much. Have you ever thought yourself up in your mind for all that you've done? No. I know that you haven't.

In your mind, you'll always be one step short of successful, a step behind on the trail everyone else so easily blazes. You have talent in every area you strive so hard for yet feel you fail to accomplish. You're not failing. I look UP to you. Because to the world you have it all figured out. To your friends, you are a rock. To yourself, you're a pretty alright person, just keeping your head above the water. Know that you're the only one who thinks that. You're going to go places in life.

You are maturity beyond measure and cool-headed in the face of trouble. Keep helping; never stop playing lifeline. You don't realize how many people need you. But every now and then, think of yourself. Look inside, write it out, scream it, play it, sing it: whatever it takes to drive into your mind that you are, truly and completely, a genuinely good person. You are rare. Don't discount that. Ever. Thank you. You've impacted me more than you'll ever know.