The so-called family is just a quagmire, grabbing my nutrients.
I have always known that my father's family is a network in the name of love, and my mother's family is a cage full of insecurity. I hid and attached myself when I was a child, and struggled to escape when I grew up. But just like a swamp, the more I struggle, the more it sinks. The kinship is like a gangrene attached to the bone, eating away at my body bit by bit until it crushes my body.
Intention: Be yourself