Aug 27, 2017 · 1 min read
I’ve told very people in real life about the fucked up with my family. And my friends tell me that you make your own family instead. They may not be ‘blood’ but who cares about that? They’re there for you when you need them through triumphs and tribulations.
My problem is I enjoy being alone a little too much. So, I just figured I’d keep anyone and everyone away from me like anyone who sees my scars will burn me. I’ve slowly let very few in and I don’t regret it even though I’m more likely to be hurt.
This is all to say I can relate so much to this. And, depend upon that family that will be there to accept your authentic self each and every time. ❤️
