I have realized
My existence is absolutely necessary.
The world needs people like me.
I am a nurturer, I care too much, I am a lover, a fighter.
I'm strong, yet sensitive.
I am smart, inquisitive, loving, and people need me.
But the thing is... I ******* hate myself.
I do not always want to live. I am self destructive. Most of the time I do not want to exist.

But just in this moment, at 12:52 in the morning, on a Monday, I have realized
That the world needs me.