This story is about me, who I am, how I became who I am, and the people who helped me transform into Makayla Carly. There comes a time when life's disappointments begin to add up. When you can't shed a single tear anymore. When you can't feel the panic attacks anymore or when you can't beg for another day. I wonder if we are humans having spiritual experiences or are we spirits having human experiences? What does all of this mean? Do we all have a purpose? They say I was a hero - I could achieve anything I set my mind to. How could I be a hero if I had no choice? Nobody asked me. I did what I hope anyone reading would do. While one life was taken too soon, another needed to be lived, truly lived. She needed to be the center of someone's universe. I was this universe. I felt her, just like a pea under the mattress. Translation of the group