I just wanted you to know I understand. I remember you so many years ago; your strength, your abilities. I remember you standing in front of the mirror while mom braided your hair. I knew you weren't vain when you looked in the mirror. I wish she hadn't made you feel that way. I remember why you turned silent and hid. I know why you isolated. I am so sorry you felt badly about yourself. You had a beautiful imagination! ...you still do. You were a dreamer and no, they could not understand you,... but you knew you. Sometimes I get frustrated when I remember your gullibility.  So many people took advantage of you, that was a scary time. I'm glad those days are gone. I'm glad you made it through and you grew, you did not let that define you. The worst is behind you now, lift up your chin and smile. I wish I could take care of you.