Like my brother, I have always been myself. My mother never cared for me she was convinced I was retarded, I didn’t care. She doesn’t care for me to this day and I don’t attempt to have relationship with her. I was called about a year ago and told she was sick and I told the person to call Chris, I didn’t have a mother and I don’t feel bad about that. My mother died in 2005 shortly after she married Sir Paul. She embraced me and treated me like I was her son, literally. I was made whole when she wrapped her arms around me and told me all I need was love. She was right. But she saw me being me and reached out to me. I agree with this article because being me has made my life easier to live that’s for sure.
