Growing up my life wasn't perfect to me. Everyone who didn't know me thought everything was fine because of the money I had and everything I could afford. Little did they know that in order to be able to afford all that, my parents had to die and for that I was destroyed. Money didn't matter, I had lost parents.
I started therapy when I was 12.. That's exactly where I met Ciara Xavior. She was amazing. She was able to make me feel comfortable being myself and also those I let in. She was able to maneuver my mind in a way that nobody was. I trusted her with my life that I became fully honest about everything and who I really was to her... Leleti Miles.
My brother changed our names and told me I was this new person and threw me to therapy so I could cope with my parents death.. And to be
