Hi. I just want to tell you that the problem was never you. I respect you so much for breaking cycles of generational trauma to raise me and my brother the right way. To try and do your best. I just wish things could be different. I take so much after you that if i was a boy i think id be exactly like you. And i hate that. There’s so many things you do that hurt me so much, and if im just like you, then what should i do anymore. I get almost all of your angles because i feel the same a lot but i always wished you could try to look at me from a different angle. Try to understand what i was thinking. But im coming to realize you never will.