I see you.

I see you.

I see the pain that you carry, day after day. I see what you try to do, but are always misunderstood.

I know and acknowledge that it is hard and this was never what you imagined it would be like. I wish the real world was as beautiful, magical and made sense, like yours does.

I know that you haven't been celebrated much, if even at all. I promise that you will have that celebration that you think about - even if you're on your own. You deserve that much.

I see you. You are not lost, not alone. I am always with you, holding your hand, going through this darkness with you.

I love you.

And that's all I can really say.