I’ll never put demands on either of them. Love and family aren’t about demands.
Wherever you go, there you are. I can’t wait to get there.
No heroes. No villains. Ashes to ashes, we all fall down.
The key to everything is repetition.
Don’t pity me for my child. I don’t want it and I won’t have it.
I want the world to know. It’s the whole reason I write.
I don’t care why he has autism.
There’s no shame in the things that make us who we are.
It doesn’t matter how many times we have to go over it, we will.
The only trigger warning we got was “remember to take the safety off first.”