Shylah,

                I’m writing you today because once again, you need some love. You need love, hugs, kisses, foot rubs, massages, positive energy, less stress and to be told you’re amazing. You’re worthy, you’re special, you’re kind, you’re magnificent honey. I wish you’d love yourself the way you’re wanting someone else to love you, but in due time. I’m glad you’re able to recognize what it is you deserve, but I wish you’d recognize sometimes you have to be the one to give it to yourself. I’m very happy you’re coming to terms with this pregnancy and despite all the evil that surrounds you, you don’t take it out on them. It fills me up with joy to know although you regret having them when you weren’t ready, you don’t regret them. This is a blessing in disguise. You’ve been expressing a strong desire of wanting to open up a business for months now. Here’s that push you need to get off your ass and make it happen. Here’s that motivation to pick up one of those books in stressful times. Here’s that motivation you need to not only want better but do better. Don’t let those babies down. Don’t let me down. Fuck anyone that’s onboard but needs you to stop at the next rest area so they can take a break, and fuck anyone that’s not onboard at all. You and the twins are all you need. Three’s company, four’s a crowd. Remember that. You’re loved, you’re adored, you’re thought about daily and you’re needed. Stay strong.

Love,

Yourself 

Published by ShylahBoss Lee