Potresti essere un disastro, ma qualcuno ti amerà per questo

Probabilmente avete l'abitudine di guardarvi allo specchio e chiedervi se meritate di essere amati.

Probabilmente fate sempre questo tipo di cose.

Probabilmente vi direte come you’re not good enough, how everyone else is doing well and you can’t seem to get out of your own mess.

All you see when you look at yourself are your flaws. All you see are the reasons why you don’t deserve to be loved.

It started with some small imperfections and now it’s so widespread that you can’t get rid of it.

God knows when the last time was that you looked at yourself in the mirror and told yourself how pretty you are or how well you’re doing in life.

Lei dice you’re a mess and how you’re lost and I say: “So what?” E allora?

You won’t stay a mess forever. You won’t be lost forever.

Even though you feel like you can’t get your head straight now, even if you feel stuck and that everyone is ahead of you, it doesn’t mean you’re a lost cause. Because you’re not.

You might think you don’t deserve to be loved. You might think that nobody will ever love you the way you are now.

Che nessuno si prenderà la briga di guardare oltre il tuo disordine o di cercare di vederti per quello che sei veramente.

That nobody will care to see that you can be better than you are or think that you have a bright future. But you’re wrong once again.

See, the truth is you’re only capable of seeing yourself as a mess now. You only see your flaws and you have this feeling like everyone is doing better than you are.

But the truth is we are all a bit of a mess. We’re all a bit messed up, too. And we’re all destined to find love despite this.

Ci sarà qualcuno che vorrà sentire le cose che ti passano per la testa.

There will be someone who will want to listen to all the stories about why you’re a mess and what’s going on with you.

There will be someone who’ll see you like everything that person was looking for. Mark these words.

When you look in the mirror, you think: “Who will ever fall for me?” You keep wondering how come you had to turn out that way.

How is it possible that it’s you that has to fight for everything and how is it that you never got anything easy in life?

Often you feel like losing it, you feel like you’ve had enough and how you can’t do it anymore.

But be that as it may, you’re are non è una persona che si arrende. Lei è un combattente. Altrimenti come avresti fatto ad arrivare così lontano nella vita?

Some days you thought you were done. That you can’t do it anymore and how you’re going to lose it.

But yet, here you are. Well and alive—in your messy life, with your messy head but standing firmly on the ground.

La cosa migliore è che qualcuno verrà a vedere tutto questo. Qualcuno vedrà tutte le vostre battaglie, tutte le vostre lotte e tutte le volte che siete caduti, ma vi siete rialzati.

Someone won’t see you as a disaster but as someone who fights with all her strength to keep her head above the water.

Qualcuno vi ammirerà dal profondo del suo cuore. Qualcuno amerà tutto ciò che odiate di voi stessi.

Qualcuno vedrà le tue cicatrici e deciderà di baciarle. Qualcuno vedrà tutto il tuo disordine e deciderà di restare.

He won’t try to change you. He won’t try to unmess you or solve your problems. He won’t try to save you.

He will  just be there to hold your hand, to show you he loves you despite what you think, to show you that you’re an amazing human being despite the things you keep telling yourself.

Qualcuno entrerà nella vostra vita, vedrà il vostro disordine e resterà. Guarda il tuo disordine e ringrazia Dio per averti mandato a modo suo così come sei.

Qualcuno amerà il vostro disordine più di quanto qualcuno amerebbe le vostre perfezioni.

Quel qualcuno aspetterà fino a quando non ti sarai smascherato. Accetterà i tuoi lati brutti con la stessa gioia con cui accetta i tuoi lati belli.

And it doesn’t matter if it takes you a lifetime to unmess yourself. It doesn’t matter if you never unmess yourself.

He’ll sign up for it, for all of it. He’ll love you for it, for all of it.

You will be loved just the way you are—the lost you, the messy you, the you that even you don’t love.

Tutti i vostri difetti saranno amati, tutte le vostre cicatrici saranno baciate, tutte le vostre battaglie saranno ammirate.

Because that’s how we all deserve to be loved. You too, even if you have a hard time believing it at the moment.