I don't think you've magically overcome all the things. That's not what I meant. And I don't want you to just bow to whatever I say or pretend that everything is magically better when it's not. I just think... Forget it. It doesn't matter what I think. It's your life and your struggles and no one, no matter how much they love you or how aware they are of your struggles, has a right to say how you deal with them. I'm sorry. I didn't have a right. I don't want it to be easy. Nothing in life worth having is easy. I don't know how to fix this, Justin. But I know that I want to if there's a way.