I’d like you to imagine that you are different than you are. Perhaps quite different. Imagine that when you want to tell me something you cannot get the words to come out. Maybe you have something important to tell me, like you are hurting, and you cannot find words to tell me, or you cannot speak the words in a way that I can understand. Perhaps because you are different, someone has been unkind to you, and you need me to know this…you need me to understand how this felt to you. You need me to love you…to reassure you that you are loved, and understood.