I wrote Ailani’s story for many reasons, but it’s late and I’m overtired and I’m on some new medication that’s making me sick, and I just need to remind you all that you have so much life to live.
Ailani’s story exists because no matter the ending, and no matter the sadness along the way, you have so much life left to live. You have so much love to explore and love to express. There is so much life to live. Mental illness, physical health, and other struggles may seem to steal time from you, but I promise you, I promise you, there is so much out there. A second of joy is waiting around the corner, the light shining through your window on a winter morning, the way your friend smiles when they laugh at your jokes, the warm blanket you wrap around yourself at night, your pet looking at your like you hung the moon, a cup of coffee, or the way your hair falls just so.
Your life isn’t over, even if it’s sad. Your life isn’t over, even if it hurts. Your life isn’t over. There is so much time, even if it’s limited. And you are worth all of that time and more.
Your sadness or struggle doesn’t diminish your worth. You can be loved exactly as you are. You are loved exactly as you are.
And there is so much life out there, and there is so much life inside of you.
Online friends are the loves of my life but damn it’s so sad. You are sad and lonely and all I want to do is show up at your house with cookies and a movie and hold you until you stop crying but I can’t because you live across the ocean and I have no money for a plane ticket and it’s taking me longer to learn teleportation than I hoped.
You are not worth how many likes, comments, or reblogs you get. Just because you didn’t go viral doesn’t mean you aren’t amazing. You’re worth the one person who you made smile, the person’s day you made with your snarky comment, the number of people who saw your drawing and were inspired to make their own art. Let me repeat: you are not worth the notes you get.
YOU ARE NOT WORTH THE NOTES YOU GET.
you are so, so much more than that. If you’re going through something, message me. I’d rather hear about all your problems than hear about your death, and so would so, so many more people. Okay?
I’ll quote one of my teachers I had in high school:
“You’re here. And you know what? That’s something to celebrate. You’re here, despite everything. And you’re strong for that.”
If you see this, please reblog so more people see this (I know, I know, asking people to reblog in a post about how people are worth more than reblogs, I see the irony)
and now to tag like a bot (aka tag all my comfort fandoms and a few popular ones) so everyone who needs to see this does