The true me was so trapped inside, like that demon inside of Regan in the movie The Exorcist. When Regan is tied to the bed to keep from harming herself and her body is racked by scars from this powerful demon, her mom’s secretary comes barging in the room and as clear as day, slowly but deliberately, the words “HELP ME” form on her belly. The sweet, kind, authentic, precocious Regan fighting to be released is still alive. Well . . . that’s what I felt like. Imprisoned and possessed by outside forces that were way more powerful than me.
