Every human has roughly one point six trillion cells.

Between thirty to forty thousand of them fall off hopelessly every hour.

Almost one million of them die and leave your body each and every day.

Seven million skin cells are removed each week.

Three hundred sixty four billion disappear each year.

In two years, you will have lost seven hundred twenty eight billions cells of your skin.

Three years, one trillion ninety two billion cells will have been lost.

After four years, two hundred eight weeks, one thousand four hundred fifty six days, thirty four thousand nine hundred forty minutes, you will have lost almost one point six trillion skin cells from your body.

So it's okay what you did to me.

It's okay if you think you did nothing wrong.

It's okay if you don't care how it affects me; that you don't care that each and every night it eats me up inside thinking about what you did to me.

Because after four years, and one point six trillion skin cells later, I have become a whole new person.

I have a whole new set of skin.

And you, you monster, have never even touched me at all.