Broken and Beautiful

Leaves fall in the fall. You think to yourself, "They are so beautiful." Think, "How beautiful are those trees?" But they are suffering, they are dying. Even when you're suffering. Even when you do not feel at your fullest. Even when you think "Everyone is probably judging me." "Everyone probably thinks I should be doing more, that I'm lazy.." My darling.. It's your Autumn. You're beautiful, you're strong. This is just a season, and it will pass.