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You Won’t Be Sad Forever
Dear You,
That’s right, you. Over there. Yeah, the one huddled under the pile of blankets, your pink toes peeking out from beneath the flannel.
Oh, and you, in the over-sized sweater in the corner. And in the back there, hiding under the baseball cap.
All of you, I want to tell you something.
Are you listening?
You won’t be sad forever.
Don’t scoff, I mean it. You won’t be sad forever.
I don’t know when it will end. I can’t promise “it will get better.” I’ve never predicted the future, and I don’t read tea leaves, so I don’t know when and I don’t know how, but I do know that you won’t be sad forever.
One day, you’ll wake up in the morning, and getting out of bed will be easy. Maybe you’ll already be out of the shower by the time your alarm goes off, and you’ll be ready early for work or school. You’ll see your friends (maybe in person, or via Zoom), and they’ll ask how you are, and the smile that crosses your face will be natural. You’ll notice the flowers outside the window, and the way the sunlight reflects off of your watch. Things will seem magical, and beautiful, and you’ll feel like your whole body is filled with light.
