Once upon a time there was a little girl who tried to please everyone but could not. She was lonely and afraid because she believed that she was Bad. Nothing ever lasted, if she became happy there was fear in that moment. Even though there were people who loved her, she never trusted that feeling. Love came with large amounts of mental pain. She often could not catch her own breath, and her heart would beat so fast that she thought it would come out of her chest. She was a lost child, and there are so many of them walking around wondering why they were left by there parents. What did she do wrong, wasn't she pretty enough, was she unlovable so they left her behind. Where they just to young to understand that the things they did would leave holes that could never be filled. And when they decided to bring this little girl into their life, anger took the place of the love she had been given by her care givers, her Grandparents. I would have loved to have talked to that little girl, tell her that she was worth something, that she was a good person and one day she would grow up and someone special would find her and love her forever.
I go to church, but I left the SDA church when I was 14.