The Hazy Cynapsis

/ stephieopolis

Is it ironic that my parents and sister for whom I am just “too much” all arrived at their joint vacation at the same time my boyfriend is mansplaining how much “chaos” there is in my home or is it just really “spit in your face” obvious that I’m fucked up and broken and a burden to everyone?

2 thoughts on “The Hazy Cynapsis”

  1. YOU. ARE. NOT. A. BURDEN. you are loved. You ARE enough. You ARE unique. You ARE beautiful. You ARE my best friend. I love you. You ARE here for me, just as I am here for you. Vent, cry, scream, drink wine and go to sleep. Tomorrow, start a new day. Find your silver lining and keep swimming. I love you.

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