I Wish I Knew What a Family Was.

I'm so sick of the lies and the bullshit, of the promises made and broken again and again, of the exploitations and the backstabbing, of the substance and the lives that it has torn apart, of the guilty pleasures and the greed, of the screaming and the sorrow.

I'm trying so hard to tear myself away from my family. Change phone numbers, moving out, but I still don't feel like this is enough.

I'm making a change, but the change isn't happening fast enough.