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Enough

Insignificance is a relative term

The pessimistic thoughts that pass through our heads…

The thoughts that say:

We are not good enough,

We do not matter,

We are insignificant

These are all just thoughts

Controlled by you

A person,

Who can make choices and decisions,

And although you may not be able to change the world as a whole

You can change those insignificant little thoughts

Because a person is more than what you think

They are one of seven billion, but how big is seven billion really?

And the world that you truly live in is made up of much, much less

So the next time you think you aren't enough

Remember that it’s you who controls whether you feel like enough or not.

And when I feel like I’m drowning and I can’t breathe during the day,

And all I want to do is crawl up in a ball in my house and cry and feel and be left alone

I have to be reminded how much I’m worth

Because even if we don’t know it,

We are all worth something

Even if sometimes we make mistakes

Even if sometimes we hurt ourselves to let people know we aren't fine

Even if we feel like we’re nothing

We aren't

Because although the world is a hateful and horrible awful place full of ignorance and judgment,

There are still lights and halos and happiness and there’s laughter too in there

There’s babies being born, people getting married, and random acts of kindness being done

There are cookies and baklava and puppies

There are young lovers and happy children and sweet singing

There’s music and art and love being made

And although the babies may be still, the couples may get divorced, and the acts of kindness may be empty

The cookies may be burnt, the baklava old, and the puppies dead

The young lovers may break each other’s hearts, the happy children may grow up and the sweet singing stopped

The music may be sad, the art distasteful and the love not true

It doesn't matter because all these things are part of life

And all of these things were done by people

And you’re a person

So I’d say that’s pretty God **** awesome.

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Written by
michael-grace
American
Published
May 4, 2013
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Notes

I wrote this for a friend when she was depressed. She said it really helped.

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