((((((Princess Ginnie)))))))))) Do you still go by that?

I'm glad you talked to your therapist sweetie, and she is right. The giant is the one who was bad, and you're innocent because you're young and you didn't have a choice. I know how hard that is to believe sometimes, but it's all true. I haven't lied to you yet. You can be mad at mamma too, because sometimes it helps to express yourself, and it makes you wonder if things would be different if she had known or if she had helped you then.

You are not bad, not at all.

I don't like my feelings much either... what helps me is that I talk to my big teddy bear (his name is Cuddles, and he's 3 feet tall!) and tell him what I feel. He doesn't tell people... so he's safe. What about painting what you feel? I do that too... making dark colours for some feelings, and light for happy ones. Maybe you can share that with your therapist, instead of having to write if it's too hard. The others can write instead... and you can paint.

You can talk to me whenever you want, okay? You are loved.