"Just because something is not perfect does not make it any less worthy of love. Everyone deserves love no matter how flawed they are." She cries harder as I say this. I let her cry into my chest for as long as she needs. After a while, she lifts her head from my chest and gives me a wobbly smile, "Thank you." "For what?" I continue patting her head. "For letting me live." She smiles up at me through her tears. I smile back. "you deserve to live." I whisper and I mean it. I'll make sure she finds a reason to be happy. I promise.