Do you want to know what you are? You are my son, you are not her scapegoat puppet... you are extraordinary, brilliant, and talented, you are so so so very loved, wanted, and needed... you're my mi̱ko, my little jakedaw, my heart, my hero... my blue eyed momma's boy who gives the best hugs in the world. You're wonderfully chaotic and sarcastic and full of sass, with the best insults. You are so full of love and light and caring, even if you can't see it sometimes... I do.
You deserve a life full of love and care, you deserve the childhood you never got to have, you deserve all the hugs, all the love, all the laughter and happy moments and fun and to be yourself without fear, without having to hide. You deserve support and help and safety and security and don't shake your head no at me. YOU DO DESERVE THOSE THINGS!! All that and more. Every good thing in life. And you have them ok? It's all right here, waiting. And that is not an impossible dream, it's not a lie, and it's not out of reach... it's already yours, anyone who tells you otherwise is a fucking liar
Just please be ok J, please be ok
I love you kiddo
I love you kiddo

Shared with permission of Kristina Mahr
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