My beloved little Faith I really wish I had some good news right now. I wish I could talk about how you're sleeping soundly in that little pink crib we got you, or how great you're doing in therapy now. But I can't. I can only tell you the truth, and the truth is I failed. I FAILED YOU. Or something. I don't know anymore. Everyone has failed you.
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