“My parents separated when I was young so my grandmother raised me. She recently got sick. When I found out I was really lost because she’s all I have left. I’m questioning where I belong in my family and what I would call home now. I guess home was always where she was- somewhere I could run to no matter how hard my day was and she would just open the door with a smile and my world would automatically be better. Somewhere I could always get filled up with food because she somehow always knew I wasn’t eating right. Somewhere I can talk about everything and get judged, but still laugh about it. I’m just really confused what home even means now.”
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