How can a child tell what is wrong when everything is wrong?
How can anybody help when you have to hide your inner whispering scream?
If only I had the words when I was little, this would be my prayer:
Don’t touch me, but hold me
Don’t listen to me, but hear me
Don’t look at me, but see me
Don’t even try to uncover me, but understand me
Whatever you do, please, will you please never ever give up on me
Tussila Spring 2013