I am not going to be pulled into a heartwarming story about adoptive parents who are loving a child if it’s going to end up destroying my heart. The baby is way too cute and every time I love a baby too cute, your husband been one or two things that happened… Horrific horrific things that happened to the parents or horrific things that happened to the child. Like the child’s ripped away from the parents and put into a prison and grow up into like with issues or the parents are taken away from the child and the child has to raise himself I mean, like, I don’t I don’t. I can’t handle this right now. I just can’t. I’m already dealing with my own set of tragedies, and I just don’t want to blah blah blah cry about it and then end up like with my face full of tears and it’s not coming down my nose every time I take the bus because that’s why I read this. I read this on the bus folks! I can’t have time to read this all the time. I spent three hours on the bus going back-and-forth from classes to work to home and if it’s going to make me cry in a crowded bus full of people, I need to know this!
I am not going to be pulled into a heartwarming story about adoptive parents who are loving a child if it’s going to end up destroying my heart. The baby is way too cute and every time I love a baby too cute, your husband been one or two things that happened… Horrific horrific things that happened to the parents or horrific things that happened to the child. Like the child’s ripped away from the parents and put into a prison and grow up into like with issues or the parents are taken away from the child and the child has to raise himself I mean, like, I don’t I don’t. I can’t handle this right now. I just can’t. I’m already dealing with my own set of tragedies, and I just don’t want to blah blah blah cry about it and then end up like with my face full of tears and it’s not coming down my nose every time I take the bus because that’s why I read this. I read this on the bus folks! I can’t have time to read this all the time. I spent three hours on the bus going back-and-forth from classes to work to home and if it’s going to make me cry in a crowded bus full of people, I need to know this!