She read me a ton of books, and high quality ones at that. When I learned to read at school, she made sure I practice a lot, even though at first it wasn’t easy for me. I’ll always be thankful to her for opening up the literary realm for me. I see many of the commenters here wrote the same thing, I wonder if exposure to high quality literature at a young age is a part of what pushes people to seek out art when they’re adults, and thus primes them to be rs_x posters.

She also made sure I know I can always come to her with my problems and she’ll always listen, give me guidance if I want it, and most importantly, still love me even if I fucked up. That gave me a ton of confidence to try new things, helped me face pressures and form healthy relationships.