Because I do not get all the information about my situation, I often must go by gut instinct and emotion. I am not always correct. I am not trying to hurt anyone. I have been treated badly, frightened and have scars from the cruelty I have endured. I mess up. I have been through Hell paved with shit bricks. I think I lived through it fairly well. I know when people have helped me without accolade. It helped sustain me. A little means a monumental amount. I am so appreciative they cannot begin to know. Sometimes I don't pick up on things right away, sometimes it filters down in a quiet moment. But it blesses me and helps me to carry on. I love you.