A Note To A Dad From The Darkness

I've had the privilege of listening to the hurting hearts of countless women - young and not-so-young - over the past decade. Many have been ravaged by eating disorders. All share one thing in common: Their desire to know that they are loved by their dad - unconditionally - and that he is proud of them. This letter was the result of a late night text message exchange with a incredible young woman who wasn't sure of either.Dear Dad,I’m not sure how I got to this very dark place.And I’m even less sure how to navigate my way out of it.I’m also not sure why I feel so worthless, like such a burden and so alone.And I’m even less sure how to go about ridding myself of these feelings.What I AM sure of, however, is how much I need you tonight.I need a strong shoulder to cry on.I need a voice I can trust to tell me everything’s going to be alright.I need reassurance that the sun will come up tomorrow.I need to be reminded that I’m good enough – “AS IS”.I need a heart so filled with love that it has no space to be ashamed of me.I need to know that, despite all that’s happened, I’m not a disappointment.I need someone to check “under my grown up bed” and in the closet - the way you once did when I was a child and tell me it’s safe for me to go sleep.I need to know I’m someone’s pride and joy – your pride and joy.I need someone who will listen without judging me.I need to know that I’m loved and that I matter.I need you to show me the truth about me – again and again and again – until I can see it myself.I need YOU, Dad.I need you to hold hope for me.I need you to light the way, to take my hand and walk with me out of this darkness.I need to know I’m not alone in this fight.Your 22-Year-Old “Little Girl”