Our family is who we came from. And for a lot of us, it’s also who we’re running from.
We don’t want who they are to limit who we can be. Sometimes the people you expected too have your back feel more like they’re in your way. Family is supposed to love you for you & support whatever you want to do, right?
We think—If I had a good family, they’d make me happy, celebrate me, resource me, and ask nothing of me.
Is that true? What if yours isn’t like that? What is the point of family? Do you have to leave them to find yourself?