When The Going Gets Tough, Turn To Your Family
Family isn’t defined by who you’re related to by blood, it’s who is there for you when you need it the most. I’m not frightened of admitting that over the last six years of my life that I have needed a lot of help and support to keep me going. Sometimes it’s emotionally, sometimes it’s encouragement, and it has even been financially too. Life is in a nutshell, difficult. Things happen all of the time to many different people that you simply cannot predict.
I have been so lucky to have such a wonderful family to help me through my entire life, and in my case it actually is my family. I’ve hit rock bottom and the first people to help me back up were my immediate family, and for that I’m so grateful. When me and Dinky’s Dad decided to split up my whole world as I knew it was about to change. I had no home, and no means of finding one fast enough. I’ve never been in a position where I felt so scared for Dinky and myself. My family welcomed up their home to me and Dinky, and even though I wasn’t in a good place at the time I can honestly say I’ve never felt more at home. Many of you may have seen my social media posts about the bond I have with my brother, and without him I’d not be sat here typing this today. He pushes me to be the best version of myself that I can be, while also making me laugh so hard that I snort. No matter what I tell him there’s no judging, only support and the odd chance to have a good bitch about life and I’m truly thankful for that!
My parents on the other hand, are absolute saints when it comes to me. I was a mess when I moved back in with Dinky all those years ago but they did nothing but provide patience, love, and an amazing home to continue bringing up Dinky in. We eventually managed to get our own place and that’s when the next chapter of my life started, but they’ve never fallen far away from us and I love that. I love the bond that my brother and I have with them too. I can honestly say that I have fun every time I see my parents, and I’d never want it to be any different either.
And then Mr Pie come along and totally changed my life for the better. He’s basically the male version of me, except a way better person. He is honestly the nicest, most caring, loveable fool that I’ve ever met, and not only is he my world but he has become Dinky’s world too. He’s an incredible step father to our son, and works hard to help provide for us each and every day. We’ve had some shit recently with jobs and other things that I won’t bore you with now, but he has been an absolute rock through it all. I’m so blessed to have him in my life and I look forward to the rest of our lives together.
Recently I’ve learned that life is just too damn short to fall out with people. I lost someone close to me at Christmas time and only now are we as a family beginning to see clarity. Even though it still hurts, she will always be in our memories.
I’ve also learned that there are people who you do nothing but try with, yet they simply aren’t worth the effort anymore. People who you used to be close with just simply disappear and make no effort to contact you, even though you do your best to keep them in your lives. Take my advice, don’t put your effort into people who simply don’t want to know. They are the ones missing out!
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a lost cause that needs help to survive every day that passes. I’m now stronger than I have ever been and fiercely independent, but there have been occasions where I’ve had to let my family help me, and there’s nothing wrong with that. I guess what I’m basically saying is that I feel so grateful to have everyone around me that I do, and I wouldn’t change anything for the world!