Some days you’re going to have to love me harder. Some days you’re going to have to be there holding my hand. Most days I’m strong on the out side, but inside’s a different story. I wear a smile across my face but that doesn’t mean I’m not hurting.

I’m a mess. And as much as I like to pretend that I’ve got this, there’s still so much more to it than that. It’s not as easy as I thought it would be. It’s not as simple as fixing it in my head.

So I want you to know that, some days you’re going to have to love me a little harder. Know that it will be worth it. Know that I’ll make it worth it. Know that whatever happens I stick around. Know that even if I push you away, I always, always, secretly hope you won’t go.

You are amazing. You are patient and kind, and the best kind of person anybody could ever ask for. Know that I know that. Know that I won’t and don’t take it for granted.

And know that I’m working on it. I’m working on me. Just hold my hand. I promise we’ll make it.