How I feel about my family changes almost every instant ... sometimes I miss them, sometimes I'm angry with them, sometimes they make me laugh, sometimes they make me tremble in fear. All together, I worry about them way too much but at the same time I wonder if it's really wrong to care about someone so much?
Then, every now and then, there is thought, a memory, a wish, that makes me aware of how good my family is. How good is each and every one of them. Sure, they mostly piss me off and drive me crazy, that's normal - they're my parents, they're my siblings! But hey, they are such amazing, smart and beautiful persons, it makes my ego boost and it makes me feel proud to tears to be a member of this crazy awesome family.
Then, every now and then, there is thought, a memory, a wish, that makes me aware of how good my family is. How good is each and every one of them. Sure, they mostly piss me off and drive me crazy, that's normal - they're my parents, they're my siblings! But hey, they are such amazing, smart and beautiful persons, it makes my ego boost and it makes me feel proud to tears to be a member of this crazy awesome family.
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