A letter to the lonely souls...

Logically, I know there are people that love me. But here I am, at 4am sitting here writing this, feeling more alone than I ever have. My heart feels heavy and I'm feeling a sense of loss.

So, here's to the people who are waiting to be loved for who they truly are. Here's to the people longing to be seen. Here's to the people that are constantly glancing at an empty phone. Spoiler alert...

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To the lonely souls out there, I see you. Maybe not in the way the world does, through passing glances and empty conversations, but in the way that truly matters. I see the quiet ache you carry, the longing for someone to truly understand, the weight of nights spent wondering if anyone notices your absence. Loneliness is a strange kind of pain. It doesn’t leave visible scars, but it lingers in the spaces between breaths, in the silence of an empty room, in the echo of a message left unanswered.

But hear me when I say that, you are not invisible.

There are people waiting to meet you, waiting to hear you laugh, waiting to be a shoulder for you to cry on. There are so many people waiting to love you wholeheartedly, with every fibre of their being. They will see you in the way you've longed to be seen.

I know it's hard. I know that the loneliness is debilitating. The loneliness makes you wonder if you'll ever truly belong. But I assure you, you do belong. You don't have to prove your worth to anyone - you are ready to be loved, just as you are.

If you're ever feeling lonely, don't retreat. Show the world who you are, little by little. Say yes to small invitations, even if they scare you. Be kind to strangers, and let them be kind to you. Fill your days with things that remind you you’re alive, like music, art, and walks under the open sky. And if the weight of loneliness becomes too much, reach out. Someone is waiting to hear from you.

If the loneliness whispers that you are alone, remember that I am thinking of you as I write this. And if I can care about you from a distance, imagine how much love is waiting for you nearby, just waiting for the chance to reach you.

You are not alone, even when it feels like you are. You are loved, even when love feels distant. You matter, even when the world feels too quiet.

With love,

Sach x