So, I think I'm ready to start using names.

I love you Stephanie.
I love you Sasha.
I love you Jasmine.
I love you Caroline.
I love you Osher.
I love you Nathan.

All the rest... I either loved you or am beginning to fall deeply for you.

Mommy,
I wish you supported me. I wish you could see why you are so wrong about... everything. I wish I could relate to you. I wish I could accept you. I wish you'd accept me. I'll never understand why I was born into this life, but honestly, I wouldn't trade it for the world. I can't imagine being anyone else. I'm proud of who I am. I'm stronger than I think. I love you mommy. I wish I could tell you that-happy belated birthday.

your daughter,
Ann