I hate him so often. I wish he would stop doing things like shaving his balls. He likes it and it feels s*** but he is so not noticing that s*** is more than what one person thinks, what one person has been indoctrinated to think. I wish he would get grounded and think outside of himself. Use his emotional imagination to comprehend what it is to not-be-himz to not be the souls-sucking-center-of-the-universe and not be the-wounded-child-of-bam. To stop being the victim of his own childhood and step into the possibility of his own adulthood that is so full of amazing love and friendship and joy if he’d ever stop trying to be the kid who 5/6s fit in at Harvard. You can have a different now by changing the narrative. But you want to be the tragic figure of the story because bam taught you that to be lovable, you have to be sad or wounded. She was wrong.