Dear Lyfteenites,
I see you. Not just the version of you everyone else sees on the outside, but the REAL you. The one who sometimes lies awake at night wondering, “Why me?” The one who has smiled through pain and pretended to be okay in front of others. Whether you’ve lost your parents, feel forgotten in a foster home, or just constantly feel like you’re on your own, I want you to know this letter is for you.
Let me start by saying this: you are not alone. It may feel that way, and life may have dealt you an unfair hand, but being Orphaned or feeling like one, doesn't make you less valuable. It just means your story has a different kind of beginning. And beginnings don’t define the whole book.
Back in high school, one of my classmates, who was named Patrick, lost both parents by the age of 5 and was tossed between relatives and care homes. I remember he once said, “I didn’t even know how to cry anymore; it felt like the world had moved on without me.” But today? Peter is 35, an expert web designer, and speaks publicly about overcoming rejection. How? He was hopeful, knowing that it will get better, even when everything looked paper-thin.
The irony about being a foster child or feeling emotionally orphaned is that people often think you’re "used to the pain" or "strong enough" because you’ve survived so much. But strength isn’t about never breaking down. It’s about rising again, even when no one claps for you. It’s about choosing to hope when there’s no evidence around you to do so.
The Bible gets this more than people think. Psalm 68:5-6 says, “A father to the fatherless, a defender of widows, is God in his holy dwelling. God sets the lonely in families.” That means even if your birth family failed you, God hasn’t. He sees you. He places value on your life when the world walks by.
And let’s not forget Moses. He was abandoned as a baby, adopted by Pharaoh’s daughter, then ended up exiled. Basically, he ticked every foster-child checkbox. Yet, God still used him to part the Red Sea. So yes, even the seemingly forgotten have purpose.
If you're reading this and think, “But I don’t even know how to pray,” just whisper “Help me Lord.” That’s enough. God isn’t grading your grammar; He’s listening to your heart.
You might not have the perfect family photo, the bedtime hugs, or someone to call when school gets hard. But don’t believe for a second that your life can't be full of meaning, healing, and joy. Many teens like you have risen from heartbreak to healing. You can be one of them.
So, to the teen who feels like no one would notice if you disappeared, I notice. More importantly, God notices. He’s writing a comeback story with your name on it, trust me.
With all my heart,
Lyfteen Hub
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