youre in fantasyland. youre all fawning over each other and you think i am too? she was a total frickin stranger fresh up in my face. what the hell are the percentages that someone has a disabled child these days? timing is all the proof you need? youre pathetic. just wait till the verdict on your guilt hinges on timing alone. good luck with that.
and by the way, this isnt about me. i am not harmed at all by this. im still me. i am still not a monster. im still trying to help you and her! i never have to engage with any of you people ever again. you dont understaand real love. you dont understand real giving. you dont understand real humility. you dont understand real authority. you dont understand true understanding. you dont understand at all and yet you act like you do. all im doing is trying to help you out of that jam.
oh yea, im feeling the love from that wonderful, petulant rebellious child all right. it would be really funny except i now find out she is married. theres your tragedy, that poor guy. im free as a bird of this shit. i tried to help you help her but youre as conned as she is by circumstances. i had higher hopes for you, i really did. i strive to be free of error. you dont seem to mind at all.