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Connecticut, United States
It feels like just yesterday I pegged your mother, she was a tinder date, a cheap one at that. I was so happy when you were born. I had dreams of you being a sports star, we were shocked when we were informed you had developmental issues and crippling autism. We thought long and hard about what to do with you, as abortion was not an option. We landed on using your autism to its fullest and to have you focus on video games. We were again let down when we learned that you did not have the type of autism that led to you being good at video games. It instead gave you incredibly sweaty palms around pretty girls, and you developed a stutter.
signed,
Dad