So, in order to understand this mess all I have to say is "family".
What exactly is family to me? Well in all honesty, all I can describe it as is a mess. But not a bad mess (at least not all the time). My family is the kind of mess that makes you laugh and smile at the great things and frown and cry at the worst.
To most, family is defined by blood. But to me it's a lot more than that. To give an example of what I mean, I have about three metaphorical sisters (MonochromeMetronome KittyWriter360 -rosetattoo-). Now, when I say "metaphorical sisters" I mean that their such good friends to the point I love them like family.
And of course with any family, there will be moments where they can drive me crazy. Usually with this family, these moments can be a bit hard and difficult to get over. But we still manage to come back together at the end and realize how dumb of how pointless those arguments really where.
So I guess the point of this is that family is worth more than anything in the world and trying to avoid it is not easy and not the best thing in the word.
