kjpepper | a glimmer of hope?

My family does not consist wholly of noxious maladjusted turds.

Just got off the phone with the Amastan . . . They always have been in my corner, but are so intertwined and caught up with the family BS that I have trouble remembering that. I guess it's a little like how I used to eat bananas when I was little - eat around the yucky parts and throw them away . . . but enjoy the rest of the banana. Considering sometimes these bananas were pretty brown and bruised up, sometimes that meant I had precious little eatable banana left, but what parts were there were all the sweeter for it. Anyway. Stanley just told me that he missed me, he was concerned and worried about how the fact that I was uncomfortable within the family put a lot of distance between the two of us, and whatever I had to do to make myself comfortable enough to at least get back into touch with them, please do.

You know that feeling of how when you've been through absolute shit, how unconditional kindness from an unexpected source can unintentionally start up the waterworks? Yeah, I'm feeling a little bit like that now. *sniffle*