My family has been the cause of majority of the hurt I have experienced in my lifetime. And it just doesn’t stop. My best friend died and I just feel so alone in the world without her. She protected me from my family, she was there for me when they weren’t, she did everything for me. Now I have a therapist, I go to a grief support group, I talk to my boyfriend, I have a puppy, and a pretty decent life, but it’s so hard and so tiring to even try to be happy. I feel so alone in the world. And for some reason, I still want my family in my life despite all of the hurt they continue to cause me.