Seeing what you, and other girls here, are going through in their life, always leaves me wanting to help. How can I? Your family, love, hell your entire life in the balance.
I feel weak and humbled by your strength and depth of love.
So, I say nothing. I am so sorry.
I have no answers, or advice. What I do have, my heart, is yours.
The Chalk Outline
An outline chalked, empty and cold
Looks down this barrel, my future so near
Kept all their rules, to live as told
Bled through it all, a vision of fear
An outline chalked, now all that I am
Sore echoes of life ring loud in my ear
Who the world saw was only a sham
Forced into a role by all I held dear
An outline chalked, filling with gold
Masks are now gone, life now mine to steer
An outline chalked, through fear become bold
Light now fills me, my vision so clear
An outline chalked
Walks side by side
Those made of flesh
My God, what a ride!

Count and rhythm probably off. Sorry, at work and really rushed it.
Hope you find happiness and balance, you deserve it. We care for you darling and will help all we can.
Mikaela