In a perfect world, a family would be like the 2 parents, 2 children and dog that small children draw outside a perfectly symmetrical house, where it is always summer and the flowers are pretty. In reality however this is not how it goes…
I do feel lucky to have both parents who support me, but our relationships are kinda tense and awkward. I phase in and out of being normal, then being weird with one; with the other it is always a case of wishing they weren’t around :S Hopefully being away for a while (starting tomorrow) might make it easier. Who knows!
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