All I ever wanted growing up was for someone to tell me "You can do it." I don't know you, but I know you're out there. You have a dream. It's so deep within you that it feels like pain. It's probably been there a long time. It's not your fault things didn't work out. You were damaged. You were hurt. Somehow that dream got destroyed. But I want you to remember it. I want you to remember you. I want you to remember your dream. Maybe all you need is some encouragement. Maybe all you need is some love.
If no one has ever told you before, I will:
Your dream matters to me.
You can do it.