Bad handwriting translation:
I don't know why Heather put up with my b.s.. Back then she was already intelligent and beautiful.
I fed on her lack of confidence to grow my own. If she had only pushed me away her life would have been so much better. Her parents would be enjoying a herd of grandchildren. But... would my family been the ones...?
Bad handwriting translation:
Now days, in Philadelphia, the clothes I wore in middle school and high school would not be 'weird'. I tried to both Hide [in my clothes] and scream 'I'm here. I'm different and weird'!
