Dear Little One,
Take a deep breath, feel your heartbeat, look around you, you are alive. They took away your childhood, your innocence, your freedom, and your dignity, but you are braver and smarter than them, and that’s why they couldn’t take away your life. I see you at night, wondering if you can make it one more day, sometimes even one more hour, but you do it everyday. Sometimes you do it for yourself, sometimes you do it for us, your real family, sometimes you do it just to spite those men, as if dying would be letting them take the one thing you still own, that’s yours. In a life where you call yourself weak and a failure, I see a little girl who beat the odds to live to be 38 years old. I see a little girl who would walk away from everything just for the chance to live and make all of our lives worth living. I see a little girl who lives too fast, loves too hard, and is too passionate to be dead. A little girl who still believes on some days that she is brave enough and smart enough to not just save herself, but save the entire world. You are so loved even if you don’t believe it, and during those moments when you can’t choose to live, we will choose it for you.
Love,
the Oracle.
