Here comes the sun, little darling

I know the spring sun doesn’t always feel good, that it doesn't make you all smiling and cheerful like it seems to make everyone around you. And I know people will tell you to cheer up, tell you it will get better now as there’s lighter days ahead; that you’re told to see the small, good things in a bad day and to be thankful for what you have. I also know that this will make you feel even worse, like you are wrong for feeling ill. And that all this happiness-vomiting in social media and everyone #livingmybestlife will make you feel like an outsider and wonder what the hell is wrong with you.

Do know, there's nothing wrong with feeling ill. You don't have to see something good in every day, you don't have to turn the bad things into a victory. Some days just are shitty. And that's alright. It's alright to feel ill, it’s alright to hurt. It's alright to fail, to feel like shit and not see anything good in it. Sometimes you just have to take a time-out, stay in bed and cry your soul out. Allow yourself to feel everything.

Give yourself time. It’ll take time to heal, there’s really no such thing as a quick fix when it comes to lasting, authentic stuff. I know it's painful, I know it feels hopeless and lonely. But do know, even if it doesn’t feel like it, even when you tell yourself the opposite, there’s always someone who cares for you. You always matter to someone.