Sometimes the question creeps in; What would my 12-year-old self say if she could see me now? The answer has almost always been "cry" since 2012. No words- just cry. This time however, the ever-loving and optimistic innocent of my youth grabbed me by the cheeks and told me, "No! It is not hopeless. It is not foolish. Dreaming is where all things start. You cannot give up. Don't give up on yourself. You are more powerful than you feel like you are right now." And that goes for all of you.