Loïc“I’m being dragged down by demons that I can’t even pretend to know how to fight.”
—Loïc Berkeley
“Why did Mommy and Daddy choose your name?”
“You named me Loïc because it means warrior, and warriors are strong,” I repeat what they’ve told me many times.
“Not only are they strong, but they’re also very brave, the bravest. No matter what happens in your life, Loïc, you’ll be strong enough and brave enough to conquer it all. You were already more courageous than Daddy when you were one day old. Strength isn’t measured by how many muscles you have or what you are or are not afraid of. Strength comes from within. It comes from your heart. It will give you courage to face things, even when you’re afraid.”
“I’m so afraid,” I answer honestly.
I reach my hand out, and Daddy takes it in
