Dear God,

Thankyou for loving me, before I even loved myself. In my shame, depression and sadness you were always there. Before I thought of myself as worthy of living, cutting but too scared to go past the vein. When I was in my pitch-black room crying as the ghost of the past would haunt me. When I felt alone in a sea of people. When I was beaten and bleeding, when I was shouting and pleading, when I had to grow up never being a child; never receiving a warm embrace. When I was thrown down and cast out as trash you saw me as a precious gem. While I looked for love in all the wrong places, and my heart was empty and full of bitterness. While grudges held me captive and the walls I built up could never be torn…You took me as I am, and I am eternally greatful for that.