These kids are resourceful because they've had no other choice but to be in their short lives. When my humans return home, I usually don't ask about where they have been. Honestly, I don't want to know.

Their pain is my pain. Their tears are my tears. Their hate is my hate. Their abandonment is my abandonment.

Life is hard to comprehend as it is, let alone when their brains haven't fully developed, plus going through puberty and trauma all at the same time. Sounds exhausting, doesn't it? It is.