A letter to me

I hope you find the balance between love for others and love for yourself.

that it's okay to put you first.

Choose you.

Be selfish.

Fill your own cup.

I pray you embrace the happiness that comes with being full.

I hope you one day let go of the burden you place on yourself,

the unhealthy pressure of living your life for your parents.

I hope you overcome the battles of being a black sheep in a family who always seems to make you choose...

between the vietnamese and american in you.

You always saw yourself as the best of both.

I pray that the generational curses won't break you.

Let's find the strength.

I hope you allow the lessons to come in & out of your life with full embrace.

I hope you move through the low's as gracefully as you do with the high's,

understanding that there is a purpose for it all.

I pray you experience the beauty in overcoming.

I hope you learn to love your whole-being.

Those curves that make you question if you'll ever be the "right" size,

the voluminous hair you've always had a hate/love relationship with,

even the period pimples that are always annoyingly on time.

I pray you become more gentle on yourself.

I hope let go of the anger, pain, and recklessness that continue to cloud over you,

they seem to always be getting you in trouble...

but never forget - your resilience, strength, and fearlessness make up some of the best parts of you.

I hope you never let go of that fire in you.

I pray you find the balance.

I hope you let more people in,

more of the right people in.

The ones that will mirror the love, effort, and respect you have and always will give to others.

I hope you'll learn that love should never feel one-way,

that it should never feel so draining, so forced.

I hope you experience how easy loving someone could & should be.

I pray you find the love we all know you deserve.

I pray that in this life,

in all of its madness and uncertainty,

you find your way.