Can someone please just tell me it’s going to be okay?

Because with the theory that the pain I’ve dealt with for six years is due to emotional abuse and mental health, with the idea that I have to keep living with dad for two more months at least, with the reality that my dreams aren’t going to work out the way I want them to, it’s hard to believe right now that it’ll be okay.

It doesn’t matter what your DNA says. When someone’s family, you just know. They’re the people who turn up when you least expect it, who hold your hand without being asked. The thing about family is it doesn’t matter where you are: when you’re with them, you’re home.
Apparently this quote is from Dance Academy. I saw it on tumblr earlier, while I was thinking about blood vs chosen family. I think I’ve found my chosen family, finally. I’ve wanted one for ages, and now I’ve kind of stumbled into one on accident.

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