want my family, Aim… I fucked up, and I want my family back.” “Prove it to me,” she removed herself from me, as her legs started to shake, knowing she wanted me to continue. “What I got to do? You want a new truck? I’ll take you shopping… what do you want… it’s yours.” “Do therapy with me… if you really want your family, like I do, then you’ll go to therapy.
Love her for this
