Run to Me When the World Gets Mean to You

when the world sharpens its edges, I want you to know that you don’t have to face it alone. There’s a place for you here, a space where you can just be. You don’t always have to wear that armor, pretending that nothing ever gets to you. I see it. I feel it. And when the weight of the world grows too heavy to carry on your own, run to me.

Life get rough sometimes. People get cruel, situations spin out of control, and you’re left wondering how you ended up here. But every time your stumble, I’ll be the one waiting with open arms. You don’t need to say anything, no explanations needed. I understand. You can just collapse into me, let the harshness of the word melt away for a moment, and remember what it feels like to be safe.

I’ll be here when everything feels too much. When your heart is tired of being misunderstood, when the voices around your are too loud, too critical, too unkind. When you’ve given all you can, but the world keeps asking for more, come to me. I’ll remind you that you’re enough just as you are. You don’t have to fight so hard to prove your worth. Not with me. Never with me.

I’ll hold space for your broken pieces, for the moments when you don’t feel like being strong anymore. Because you don’t always have to be strong. It’s okay to let your guard down, to cry if you need to, to be vulnerable. I’m here for that. I’ll be quiet in your storm, the softness to your sharp edges.

So, when the world gets mean to you, run to me. I’ll make sure you remember that the world, as cruel as it can be doesn’t define you. You’re more than the struggles you face, more than the pain you endure. And in my arms, you’ll always be more than enough.

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This post was previously published on medium.com.

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