I don’t know who you are, but I love you.
Not the same type of love I have for my family, friends, or lover, you understand. Those particular types of love can only come from sharing time together and having mutual experiences. But rest assured that I have the same love for you that I do for everyone I meet.
I do not care what you look like. You could be any color, from milky white to midnight black, or anything in between. Maybe you are incredibly handsome or beautiful, and people of either sex want to gaze upon you constantly. Maybe you have only one eye, or were born without limbs, or have scars all along your body. You could be overweight, or underweight…obese or battling anorexia. Perhaps you’re just an average looking person. It doesn’t matter; I love you.
I do not care what faith you are or aren’t. There’s almost too many to count, especially when we get into the minute differences between sects of the same religion. You could be a Pagan, a Jew, a Muslim, a Christian, a Hindu. Maybe you’re a Buddhist or Satanist or Jainist, or a Zoroastrian or an atheist. So long as you follow the Golden Rule, your personal beliefs mean nothing to me. I still love you.
Whatever age you are is simply the age you are. Perhaps you are 80, perhaps you are 12. Maybe you feel older than you look, or you look older than you are. Maybe you look “just right”. You could be a 50 year old virgin, or a 20 year old with a long sexual history. However you feel about the skin you’re in, I love you for having it.
Regardless of your sex or gender, I want you to know you are loved. You could be in-between like me, or perfectly happy being a man or a woman. Maybe you’re one of those rare intersexed people, or were born without readily identifiable genitals. Maybe your chromosomes are mixed up, and you are a man with breasts or a woman with a beard. I don’t care. I love you.
I love you for being you, because you’re a wonderful being of light and shadow, just like me. Every person who is, was, or has yet to be alive is so similar and yet so different, all at once! Isn’t that just amazing? We all experience happiness and sadness, loss and joy. We all have accomplishments and regrets, things we wish we could redo, or moments we want to visit again. We have all been afraid, we have all been hurt, and hopefully we will all get better someday…or are on our way there now.
I want you, whoever you are, to know that you are unique, just like everyone else. This does nothing to alter your specialness, or decrease your individuality. A piece of unduplicated artwork is still a masterpiece, even when in a gallery full of other works. I don’t know you, but I cherish the fact that you are here, reading this. I hope that this helps you to know you’re never fully alone if your day is going poorly, and if you are having a good day already then I hope my words have made you smile a little wider.
I am a shoulder for anyone who needs it, and I will not mock you for being angry or think you are weak for crying. You can always contact me, and though I may not reply right away, I promise I will respond. There is already so much in this world to make us bleed and hurt, and I think spreading a little comfort and acceptance is in order, don’t you?
So, one more time:
I love you as the person you are.
And I hope you love you, too.