Two Things:

1. Some people are against designating anything as a hate crime, which is fine, none of that really concerns me. But I realized why hate crimes are so scary, it took me a while because my empathy levels were so far behind, but it all of a sudden clicked, that when you hear of someone getting the shit knocked out of them as their attacker(s) yells faggot or homo, it's like standing on the street, watching a stranger get beat up as the attacker shouts your name at them over and over.

2. Raising a child must be like having a remote control robot, and the batteries on your remote are almost always giving out.