Hi Jeannine, Lauranine, and Christine,
Do your names all rhyme?

They're pretty together.
Maybe someday I might want a different job, but first I need to have more practice being real and being here
today. I never thought I was supposed to exist and I thought it was only because no one really wanted us to be in the world when we were born.
I mean, that's a big reason, and it
could be part of why I feel that way, but then we realized that I thought I wasn't supposed to exist because we weren't
supposed to have parts because nothing "bad enough" happened to us. And we thought lots of REALLY bad stuff had to happen for a long time to have parts.
Anyway, my T is helping me (and all of us) remember that I'm real, because HE always remembers that I'm real and he even carries a real thing around with him so I can remember that he remembers.

Sometimes I ask to look at it and he gets it to show me. And sometimes he tells a story about having it out in the world with him. That helps me feel even more real.
And probably someday I will have to talk about some of the things that make me so sad, and then maybe we won't need me as much to have that job.
Jenia
P.S. I hope I didn't talk about this too much. I don't want to make anyone ELSE sad.