At Arroyo Elementary School, they called me "The Blob" and at home I was mocked daily by a mother who hated my guts. The pain of daily humiliation, forced me to find peace inside. Subsequently, my inner-voices became my best friends. In time, they'd all appear to show me how to wrap up this life without going insane. The tool to emotional freedom began with forgiving my abusers, beginning with the woman who regretted having me. Letters to Carol is everyone's opportunity to heal.