Thank you for striking the match. Thank you for encouraging me with nothing but the words on your tongue. Thank you for your hands. They were hands that decided to write me replies and hold my own when I was afraid.
And thank you to the person staring back in the mirror. Because, even with all the handholding and all the encouragement from those other wonderful people, you were the one to actually do it. You recognized the necessary changes you had to make to shape your life into something you could love. And although it’s by no means perfect, it’s a start.