Family, what is family? Family can be a complicated thing. The up,downs,the ugly, the crazy,the good and the bad. You can’t live with them but you can’t live without them. I use to hear that you can love your family but you don’t have to like them. And I didn’t understand it at first but now I do. What I’ve been going through has opened My eyes to a lot of things. When you started going through things you start to see how people really feel about you,how people really view you. It’s a bitter pill to swallow especially when it’s coming from people who are suppose to be your family. I learned a long time ago that sometimes no matter how much you love someone,whether their family or not,sometimes you have to love them from a distance because if you allow them up close to you, you will get burned.
What gets me is that people assume that because I’m quiet means that I’m weak. But they have no idea what I have been through. Those closest to me don’t even know what I’ve been through. I’m not perfect, I’ll be the first to admit it. I have flaws,imperfections,I make mistakes. I’m OK with not being perfect,because If I was perfect I wouldn’t be able to learn anything, I would be able to grow as a person. Your imperfections are what make you beautiful. And I wouldn’t change those imperfections for anything in the world.