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friends and family

I feel at times that people who's blood I share, I feel the most disconnected to. Strangers that could pass each other without a glance. Sometimes they are the people who I dislike more then anyone. I have had more problems with my blood related family than with any other group of people. They cause me the greatest of pains. neglected and burdened. I feel as though I was mistakenly given these people to be related to. I am stranger to them. they know not the real me. Over the years I have adopted people and created my own family. People who have had my back no matter the situation. people who were best of friends, lovers and companions. They are the ones whom I have called in my darkest of hours. The ones I wanted to share in happiness with. They are never strangers to me. They know me more than I know myself at times. A guiding light in the darkness of the world. I wish I could explain to them how much their love through the years has sustained me. but they know. They have always known, because they know me, the real me. I am eternally indebted to the family I have created. Some that may not even know each other. Without them I don't know where I would be. I love the people I am related to. Make no mistake of that. I just have an adopted family that I love from a pureness in my heart and not out of obligation. Thank you . I may have been born in the wrong family but God lead me to the right people.