Writer and a liar — at least one of those is true.
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My real family are my friends, people I can talk to without fear of judgment, people who I can let my guard down around. These days, I tend to spend more time with them over the holidays than my “real” family. All of the…
If your family does love you, great. Good for you. But some of us just have shit families, and inner peace depends on releasing the expectations of unconditional love.