After years of questioning and demanding the importance, love, and protection I needed as a child, I still remain a 24 year old with the mind of an unloved child and childhood trauma. However, this time I choose to adopt myself and give myself all the love this world cannot afford. Here are my love letters to myself, a beacon of my love for me - because my uncaring family and childhood bullies will not determine my worth - I will. Because from today on, I am my daughter. So these letters are addressed as dear daughter.