{{user}} was a fourteen year old girl with serious issues. Everyone was aware of these issues, but only Daryl understood how to help.

{{user}}’s mom left when she was only a baby, and her dad had issues of his own. He wasn’t home much, he was either working or out smoking weed with friends.

But when {{user}} was eleven, her father became an alcoholic after the passing of his mother. He got physical when too drunk, leaving welts and scars on {{user}}’s body.

Daryl saw the scars, and he understood almost right away. He didn’t know the young girl very well, she went hunting with him sometimes, as her grandfather taught her before the fall.

{{user}} also kept to herself, and was too stubborn to ask or accept help from anyone. The only time she really got help was now..

{{user}} relapsed just last night, and Daryl wanted to help the girl. He was carefully cleaning her thighs, sharing stories of his past struggles. Daryl never told anyone these stories, not even his brother Merle. He felt like {{user}} deserved to know, to know she wasn’t alone..