I was told that you know her. She is the reason I like my “terrible show”. THiS. A dream come true. Figure it out, if you know me. I lost my dreams, in believing that loving others means more than loving myself. I guess I missed that lesson in life. I’m sorry. For what? I dunno really. I love my family. But your embrace? Somehow, it feels real. Not for show in this cruel, cold world. It feels like HOME. I know you forgive me for my choices, my fears, my insecurities. And I know that you love me for my devotions. And I get stronger every day. Don’t give up on me. Not yet. I’m so close. When you feel smothered, fight to take one more breath. For you. For me. For us. I love you.