I want to apologise for everything that you’re too innocent to notice. It’s going to be unforgivable, though. All I can hope for is that maybe.. decades.. down the road after years of insightful therapy you’ll simply feel sorry for me. Hopefully, you’ll figure out sooner rather than later that it’s not you. You’re not broken. You’re not unlovable. It’s not your fault, Butt. It’s not your fault that the one person who’s supposed to love you unconditionally can’t. You’re nothing short of perfect. It’s me; it’s always going to be me.
– Your Mum