I don't know what battle you are fighting. I'm not sure how it's
tearing your life apart, and how you're trying to keep it together.
It's unclear to me how your parents treated you, how many friends left
you behind, or how many cruel things affected your heart. But I'm
trying to understand. I'm trying not to judge you by your opinions or
your actions. Instead I'm just trying to see you as a person. Someone
who loves, who hurts, who laughs, who cries, who faces the world
everyday. A person. I apologize for all the times my own pride gets in
the way of that.
I'm so grateful for all those who see me as a person. Someone who feels. Someone who is trying. It helps me to be better.