I don’t… This isn’t normal for me. The stark contrast between Zander’s family and mine is so apparent it’s almost like a physical line drawn between us. Zander, and his mother who worked so hard to fill the gap of both parents. Zander, whose mom would give up anything for her sons without a question. And me… who never had a moment like this. Me… whose dad never gave a reason for why he beat the shit out of me, and it took me years to work out that shitty people didn’t have a reason for being shitty, and he did what he did because he felt like he owned me. He felt like I was an object… and
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