This is for all of the Friday and Saturday evenings I’ve spent alone creating or just bingewatching a TV-series. To all of the concerts I didn’t go to. To all of the days and nights I’ve wished I had a girlfriend to share all of my thoughts with.
This is for all of the loneliness I’ve ever held as it was only my own. To all of the isolation I’ve felt not wanting the same thing as others. To all of the time I’ve spent thinking less of myself.
It’ll all be okay. These days pass, and they’re going to be succeeded by days of awesome and joy. Exchanged in the future for skills, joy and community.
Be patient. Run the marathon. It’s a lot harder than the sprint, but it’ll be worth it in the end.