I forgot to add that I read all these stories with the picture perfect family and a part of me wants that but a part of me loves my crazy, large, semi-toxic family. But one think I don’t love is their plans for MY future and their sense of accomplishment for crushing my dream. Which is rare (the crushing my dream) because I haven’t had a dream in a really long time. There’s so much more that’s on my mind that has built up till now, I don’t know how long I can keep it bottled up. I know no one cares but needed to get some of it off my chest.