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I awoke slowly. Yesterday, I sobbed for hours wrapped tightly in my family's embrace. I knew I was protected and loved but I still felt so empty. I was in my bedroom someone must have brought me here.I felt a sense of peace in this room. Mom told me they redecorated every few years. Changing it to a more adult room as if I was here. It was a part of their therapy. I loved they did that for me. I also hated I couldn't be here for it. I felt a tear being wiped from my face. I opened my eyes to Dad standing in front of me. I hadn't heard him come in. "Come with me baby girl", I nodded at him. I stood painfully and he helped me walk with him to his office. He opened the blinds and the warm sunlight washed over me. It helped. "I had a feeling this was about money. I had just confirmed it w