I get you.

I get you.

I get you when you feel like the day will never turn around,

When you feel like you’ve lost love for yourself and it can’t be found.

I know the pain of feeling like a stranger in your own body,

and the search for anything to fill that yearning to be some body.

I get you

I get the thoughts you have about believing you are unworthy

The unsafeness, the unsettledness, and unsureness; all of it unnerving.

I relate to the feeling of being trapped, with no energy to fight

I know the dis-ease when the skin feels too tight.

The distance from your power and strength, I know all too well.

More than you know, I get you.

Close your eyes and hear my words, as I connect to your shadows.

You are not broken; the waters will soon change shallow.

Your doubt is an opening for the person you are becoming.

But the truth is, you are perfect already, making no space for numbing

Your hurt holds the tension where your power and strength can thrive

Your essence is strong and alive

You are held in the gentle hands of the universe

 It is okay if some days feel so unbearable, go ahead and curse.

Know that I get you

You will still be loved; there is no doubt.

May you move through your hurt and look to your body

As a source of wisdom and an entity to befriend along the journey

Because dear one, I get you.

Though your body may seem like the culprit of your pain,

The suffering is wrapped up in your attempts for it to be tamed

The truth is, this custom vessel you live in

Is the source of freedom, desperately wanting you to be a-kin.

Along your journey, you will re-discover

That you are capable of self-love; more than any prospective lover.

I get you.

Love,
an ED therapist.