Man we all have our shit hey. I'm yet to meet a family who is perfect, even though many like to give the impression they are. I used to be embarrassed and shy to talk about my fam or bring friends home etc until I realised that everyone has skeletons in their closet.
I like to think it's made me more resilient and a better person for it. I like who I am, cracks and all. Some people learn lessons from their experiences and become better others hold on to it in different ways, like lock themselves up again!
We all gotta do what's best for us.
!HUG
!LUV
!PIZZA
