There is no safety, no good thoughts. Everyone is everyplace on the spectrum. She is crying and scared. We are holding on the best we can. Realizations are hard and she feels like she is being drug through massive rocks and bumps that hit her hard and richochet off all within. Trying to find cover and safety. We are holding on the best we can. Sometimes through pain she pushes away from everyone. She is scared as are all within. Feels like we are alone and nothing or no one is near. Thank you for listening. Sometimes it is all we can do to write. This is one of those times.

Victoria