Letters to Little One

Breathe in the Now

Dear Little One,

Sometimes I struggle with anxiety. And when it hits, there are times I understand why and times I haven’t the slightest idea. I’m working on it, but sometimes it still feels bigger than me.

I’m not sure if this is something you’ll struggle with. I hope not. Though I feel as though we all do in some from, be it with anxiety or healthy doses of nerves and worry. Regardless of where you stand, I hope you know you can talk to me, and that you’re going to be okay.

Right now, I’m reading this book called OCD, the Dude & Me and in it the main character has OCD which is heightened when she gets overwhelmed. And while she can do little in the way of stopping her brain from initially becoming overwhelmed, she describes a technique on how to cope from there. She says that sometimes we’ll worry about the future and sometimes we’ll worry about the past, and in that worry we’ll send ourselves to those places, thus disconnecting ourselves from the present and making it much harder to calm down. To counteract this, she says her therapist tells her to breathe. Breathe and put your hand over your heart so you can feel it beating. Because that breath and those steady beats, those are now. They are your proof that you are here, now. You are no longer in the past and not yet in the future, so stop worrying about then and there. Take comfort in what you have now and move forward.

Keep breathing, Little One, and I’ll do the same.

See you soon.

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Letters to Little One

Cold Days

Dear Little One,

I often try to write you letters that will inspire you. I want you to read my words and know that the world is a good place despite its reputation, and that love is all you need, despite what commercials might tell you. But lately I’ve been having a little trouble finding ways to tell you that everything is okay because I’ve been feeling quite the opposite.

For a while I thought it would be better for me to wait until these feelings passed before I wrote you again, but I’ve recently come to the conclusion that that might be doing you a disservice.

While I do want to instill in you a positivity and compassion that the world needs more of, I don’t want you to think that it is frowned upon, or in some way wrong, to not feel happy all the time. Without hard days, good ones would mean little. Without tragedy, there wouldn’t be miracles. We are all going to have good days and bad days, and it is important that we respect both, for they are necessary in becoming who we are meant to be.

There’s a lyric in a song that’s on the radio right now that’s sat well with me over these past few months. “Your hardest days are a part of something so much more.” And while I don’t think these have been among my hardest days, they’ve been far from my easiest. There’s been a lot of change wrapped up in constant chaos and anxiety seems to have found it’s way into my blood. That being said however, I know that in the long run these days will have only made me stronger, and so I look forward. For the good days ahead will be the hot summer after a long winter, and the cold days will have given me the ability to appreciate the difference.

See you soon.

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