All the things you’ve ever said to me I still remember. When you called me retarded and slapped me. When you said I was too stupid to succeed, when you said I was so ugly no-one would love me. I remember it all, but i can deal with those things.
The one that’s still a thorn in my heart and soul is when I told you who I was. You said people would hate me, despise me, hurt me, think I’m a child molester. These words from you poisoned me. If I had a choice I would change in a heartbeat, but I don’t. This is the way I was born.
I wish things were different.