This is a personal letter to my son’s autism, and I hope it is received and taken to heart by the blackhearted bastard.
Dear Dane’s Autism:
He said he wanted to be a Doctor today.
He said “Dr. Dane Herrman. Hmmm. Mama I’ll be saying that a lot.”
You will have no hold over him.
Someday you will have no hold over me.
Yours in hatred,