You Come First.

Hey there, sweet one. Would it be possible for you to take 2 minutes just to read this letter? I'm specifically addressing it to you.

You have work to do? Classes to endure? Exams to study for? Duties to complete? Well, guess what? I'm heck of a lot proud of you for being able to go to all those. I really am. Mental illnesses can be torture, yet you're braving it and being amazing while doing it. But please, my lovely flower, please remember these 3 words: you come first. That's right. Above all, YOU are your first priority.

I know, maybe that essay is due tomorrow and you haven't had any time to finish it. I understand that you have so many tasks to get through. But if you're not feeling too good, is it okay to strain your health? Your health comes first before any of these responsibilities. You have a responsibility to yourself, m'dear, to take care of yourself.

I know that society may judge you on your priorities, on your marks, on your performance. But you're going to be around for quite a while, you may as well look after your body while you're at it, am I right? You deserve a break. You deserve less pressure. It's okay to take some time to breathe and focus on yourself. I'm proud of you, no matter what. Everyone in this community is proud of you for making it through. You are wonderful.

Lots of love,

Zara ❤

PS. Have I told you how amazing you are today?