at 2 years old I am amazed everyday how smart, beautiful(which in the long run is going to really scare me) and creative sydney is, I want nothing more than for her to grow up as well rounded as humanley possible. I try not to let her see my pain, I want her to be happy, and she is. I dont want her to see that her father as of right now feels like a broken man. I stay strong for her, not to let her know I fucked up.
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