Grief

I'm sad af. Grief is hella uncomfortable to me because I feel helpless. Nevertheless, I am going to hold space for this grief and articulate what hurts right now.

Like many of us, I have complicated relationships with my biological family. In truth, I've been living in my own little world for the last 8 years. I'd seen my parents like 3 times over that entire period. Over the last year, I've been working on my relationships in therapy by identifying what my personal boundaries are, and whether or not these relationships are healthy, safe, or worth working on. It's been raw, but I felt like I'd gotten to a point where I could come around with minimal issues.