Mother: I can't let you hurt yourself for me after what I did to you.
Henry: Now you care about my feelings?
Mother: I always cared.
Henry: Why did you leave?
Mother: When I first brought you home from the hospital, you wouldn't latch and I was so overwhelmed. And that panic I felt never left me so all that energy I should have put into loving you, I put into not falling apart. Eventually I chose my own happiness. But I knew you were strong. Your father would love you in a way I just couldn't and you would be okay.
Henry: You have no right to say I'm okay. I prayed every day when I came home from school that you would be there. And every day when you weren't, a little part of me died. I was a little boy who loved his mother and you left me.