I gotta tellya Steph, from Australia

I gotta tell Steph, from Australia, I heard what she had to say. I heard her crys of pain, half way around the world. Her turmoil and anger was aimed directly at me, friend or foe, anyone who came in her path had to go.
She hates the ones who love her, no one is safe from her rath. Australia is her home, though only 14, I sense she has had a rough life so far.
Steph, since you chose me, I feel compelled to disagree.
A long time ago, when I was your age going to school and looking like Cher was really cool.
I hated everyone, even those who loved me.
Maybe, I hated myself the most.
I felt like I was transparent, a ghost.
I felt like I didn\'t matter.
The anger, sadness, desperation and worthlessness consumed me 24 hours a day, eating away at my spirit.
I felt like I didn't want to live.
I had to first learn to forgive, know that the ones who loved me were doing the very best they could, or knew how.
Sometimes it's ignorance on their part.
Steph, I want you to know, it dosen't have to be so.
You don''t have to feel so low.
It's all up to you. It's all about what YOU do.
You cannot blame other people for your actions.
You are SPECIAL.
You are UNIQUE.
No one has your DNA.
Be strong, be in control.
Do not torment your soul.
Accept others for what they are, they have made their choice in life.
Accept yourself, with all the minor inperfections.
Hatred will devour you, consuming you a fraction at a time, controlling all you say and do.
Forgive others, most of all forgive yourself.
Start again on a new page.
Let go of your anger and your rage.
Let the world see the real you, not the one you pretend to be.
Why do you keep you spirit hidden so deep.
Look inside your heart, which I know has been torn apart and see the beauty that is there. ...and I gotta tellya Steph, from Australia, that the ones who love you, really do.