I remember the first time I seen the cuts on Demi. I remember feeling sick to my stomach. I remember crying myself to sleep for weeks. I remember thinking to myself 'my baby is like me'. I remember a smile appear across my face knowning that she understood but crying because she was in pain. But after that moment my love for her extended and she inspired me. Now she is stronger and she is slaying. I am so proud of her. Someday I wish to be like her.