Lily

and grow from it and instead i mean you think about therapies and stuff like that and when you find a therapist and you go through counseling i mean you're there and you feel better for a little bit but where where are the real tools i mean and people find relief obviously but like where it's it's so hard to find tools to get you from this place to that place you know it's just like an ongoing keeping you there over discussing over amplifying your trauma

and grow from it and instead i mean you think about therapies and stuff like that and when you find a therapist and you go through counseling i mean you're there and you feel better for a little bit but where where are the real tools i mean and people find relief obviously but like where it's it's so hard to find tools to get you from this place to that place you know it's just like an ongoing keeping you there over discussing over amplifying your trauma

Laying it at the feet of the cross and saying goodbye.

Laying it at the feet of the cross and saying goodbye.

Laying it at the feet of the cross and saying goodbye.

Yeah, exactly. Let's explore how you got here. How did you become a prostitute?

Yeah, exactly. Let's explore how you got here. How did you become a prostitute?

Yeah, exactly. Let's explore how you got here. How did you become a prostitute?

That's so weird. It was all mom-related. It was so weird.

That's so weird. It was all mom-related. It was so weird.

That's so weird. It was all mom-related. It was so weird.

Mental health still is everything. Okay. I have to be so bad. I'm leaving you guys.

Mental health still is everything. Okay. I have to be so bad. I'm leaving you guys.

Mental health still is everything. Okay. I have to be so bad. I'm leaving you guys.

Up in the sky.

Up in the sky.

Up in the sky.

So my name is Lily, and this story happened in 2011. I was in the 11th grade, and my grandpa had been in a nursing home for... maybe three years at this point and nothing like physically wrong with him, but his mind was pretty gone. Never officially diagnosed, but he had some sort of dementia or Alzheimer's and he'd just become too much for my grandma to take care of.

So my name is Lily, and this story happened in 2011. I was in the 11th grade, and my grandpa had been in a nursing home for... maybe three years at this point and nothing like physically wrong with him, but his mind was pretty gone. Never officially diagnosed, but he had some sort of dementia or Alzheimer's and he'd just become too much for my grandma to take care of.

So my name is Lily, and this story happened in 2011. I was in the 11th grade, and my grandpa had been in a nursing home for... maybe three years at this point and nothing like physically wrong with him, but his mind was pretty gone. Never officially diagnosed, but he had some sort of dementia or Alzheimer's and he'd just become too much for my grandma to take care of.