living without my parents

used to bother me a lot that I didn't have parents that loved me, and it still does, but they are bad people: they are never going to change. I know that, people remind me of that all the time,, it's what it is

I remember a time though when I thought having family meant you were going up in the world, but... I don't have family that love me. it's what it is. I shouldn't think any less of myself for something that's not my fault to begin with.

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