You're going to protect your next child
(not even getting into how grossly irresponsible it is for you to be even considering this given the absolute chaotic mess that is your life at the moment) even more ferociously than you did the first one?
The one you apparently allowed to go cold and hungry, despite having a loving support network around the corner, because of your pride and twisted need to exact some kind of revenge on your parents for not giving you enough attention? The one you splashed all over the media when he was barely old enough to talk in order to jump-start what passes for your career? The one whose
"smeggy underwear" you tweeted about to half a million strangers? The one who you've admitted reads the triggering, highly personal stuff you splash online? The one who just two days ago you were considering giving access to your social media accounts, despite allegedly receiving daily threats of
rape and torture? That one?
Absolutely fuck off. I'm going back to bed.