I know from watching my older brother beat my mother’s head into the corner of a marble table off of xans and alcohol when i was 4 that things, can get better. i still feel like i’m losing it some days, as that example was one of many, but I know what the benefit of love can bring me, restore for me. i love you, and there have to be people even if you don’t know them that love you. “how could somebody love me if they don’t know me?” because they have that much love for the ones who were hurt too. i love you bro and there’s a companion out there one day that can love you too. Idk why it has to be so hard but i do know the benefits that love can bring.
