my little shadow has been so hurt today from nothing other than just being. imagine a small child manifesting in the corners of your home, whining: ‘no one loves me anymore. no one cares anymore’. some days, in front of other people, i open my mouth and she comes out instead, high pitched wails and pains. thank you, to those who have come out and reassured her that this blog, which she has inspired, is a good place.