Younger Boy…
I don’t know what to say anymore.  When you first moved in I truly thought this was going to be forever.  Truly forever.
Over time I have come to realize that I do not possess the skill sets you need in a parent.  You have far greater needs that what I am capable of helping you navigate in life.
I love you buddy.  I just don’t know if we can keep living together.
More than anything I want you to be able to heal.  To be able to move past the life of a victim and into a life where you are a productive member of society.  I want you to be happy.  I want you to care about life.
The life you have now isn’t one that is promoting any of that.  Maybe the problem is me.  Maybe the problem is my home.  Maybe the problem is that your needs are greater than a family home can provide.  I just don’t know anymore.
I keep praying for you and for direction in our lives.  For me to know without a doubt that what is happening is God’s plan for you.  Now I am just waiting.  Waiting for that clarity.
Please know that whatever happens and wherever life takes us I will love you…no matter what.
I love you, Younger Boy.
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