A mother apologizes to her child and promises to stop judging. When her son recalls her saying "You chose this. You wanted this life," she responds that the situation chose them, not the other way around, reframing who bears responsibility.
I love you, Liberty. I'm gonna stop judging you. I see and I understand. I'm sorry.
Your mother said something before and I helped her to see it. She used to say, and it hurt you, she said, "You chose this. You wanted this life." And I think your mother knows something different now. What do you wanna say to her?
That you didn't choose it, it chose you.
I know you don't want this. I know you don't want this. And your mother's finally understanding. You were a baby and you're still a baby. And you deserve to be showered with nothing but love and support. And you have made mistakes, but those mistakes don't define you. They don't define you. You hear me? There's not one thing you've done that says that's who you gonna be for the rest of your life.