Parents, they are suppose to be there for you when you need them, they are suppose to care for you, love you unconditionally despite your wrongs, and help you grow along the ways as you learn from your own mistakes.

Parents, they are not suppose to stop you from chasing after your dreams, or tell you they don’t love you once you fucked up, worst of all tell you not to be who you are but who they want you to be.

Parents, I never had any, I had people who supposedly “cared” but they were more of just obstacles in my day to day life that I have always tried to avoid and which I got pretty damn good at.

And Family, what the hell does that mean to you? the last three letters of family is “I love you” but for me it was more like “Irritating, Ludicrous, family members Yapping their damn mouths off about you”

I’ve had family members call me a burden for so many years, made me sleep on the wood floor with nothing but a bed sheet for comfort, and once when I actually told them why I was crying because I still could not get over how my father left me when I was 5 all they said was “get over it”, get over it? are you serious?

If you couldn’t tell by now, I have no father and my mom I’m more of a mother to her than she is to me, But she gets me. She knows I never meant to do anything wrong in my life, She told me never to listen to anyone but myself even despite how everyone told me I was going to fail and end up like my mom but my mom made it she got past my dad, and all she ever wanted to do was help people in life, thats the worst trait of i got from her though, I’m just too damn nice to people.

I wish that my friends could understand why I’m always with my boyfriend though, because his family was the only family I ever had. They treated me like their own and welcomed me into their hearts and I never felt as much love as they have given me since my great grandmother had died when I was 4.

My life is just full of hate and I’m just trying to get by.