Family can be fucked up. Or, if you're me, incredibly fucked up. All of my life I have hated family because of my experiences. I never understood how other people were so in love with their family. I didn't understand how people formed healthy relationships with parents. It was beyond my understanding because all I had been exposed to was toxicity. And so in my reality, family became something that in truth, it is not. I still don't know the proper definition, and it's questionable if I ever will, but this is my reality.