just a reminder that you are worth more than the summation of your trauma. that you have an essential value and dignity simply and irrevocably because you exist. that even though almost every institution and hand and word has been forged precisely for the purpose of teaching insignificance, you are significant. and i may not have the language for it right now but both the impossibility of your resilience and the deep and profound respect i feel for you (let’s call it love for the sake of coherence) suggest that there is something operating at a level that we have not been taught to register (or perhaps have been schooled to forget). so i commit myself to your entirety in all of its strangeness and contradiction because every time i bear witness to you i want to devote my entire life to searching for that which will help you remember all of the ways you were already sacred.
(no idea who wrote this, but s/he is right on)