Someone I care very deeply about just told me about his criminal record. I wish I didn’t look it up. He was tried as an adult. I don’t think any less of him. In fact, I hate that his upbringing and his “friends” were awful. I don’t excuse what he did, but I understand why. Now it hurts my heart so much to know why he needs near daily therapy, anti-anxiety meds, and antipsychotics just to have any peace. I wish I could hug him and tell him everything will be okay.
- 1 month ago
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