I needed someone like Gabe to help me today, and writing this helped a lot.
“Hey! Wait, are you crying?”
Gabriel rushes to your side immediately and holds your face in his hands. He brushes a few stray tears away with his thumbs. “Sweetheart, what’s wrong?”
You quickly shake your head, sniffling. “It’s nothing.”
Gabe gently tuts, lifting your chin up to meet his eyes. “Sugar, you’re crying. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to know that something’s wrong.”
Once again, you push away his attempts to help you.
“It’s dumb. All you need to know is that I’m worthless.”
Gabriel’s movements suddenly stop, and your body continues to rack with sobs.
“Who said you were worthless?”
You can barely hear his words, so he repeats them, slightly louder, “Who said you were worthless?”
You don’t say anything.
The archangel in front of you places his hands on your waist and looks into your puffy, red eyes. “You’re not worthless. You’re nowhere near that. I love you, so much, and I know for a fact that you’re beautiful, funny, and amazing at everything you do. I don’t want you to ever think of yourself like that again, alright?”
Gabriel pulls you closer as you nod, wrapping your shaking arms around his shoulders.
Hey past me, I promise you everything turns out okay. You’re happy now and that’s all you could ask for.
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