I really can imagine- what it would be like to live in a home where there is no love warmth compassion affection rights equality truth love sympathy freedom believing and dreaming because the truth is my dear Its a life ive been blessed with-- from an optomists perspective. Life. It wont get the best of me. Ill learn from there fuckups and toxic wrong doings. If I should make it to produce offspring of some sort-- I know I will shower them in More love than I have ever felt in 21 years They will be able to confide, love, dream, speak, be honest, respect and talk to me face to face.