I find it very sad sometimes. Family is supposed to be the group closest to you. They’re supposed to be the people you can trust and talk to when you have problems or worries. Unfortunately, that’s not the case for everyone. When I talk to my family, they don’t understand what I’m trying to say or what things mean to me. And I understand just as little about what my family wants. As silly as it sounds, I get along better with all my friends than with my family, and I can talk openly with them. But I also know it shouldn’t be this way. But what can you do? If the connection just isn’t there, it’s never going to happen. And sometimes I ask myself, why? Probably too many things have happened that have driven us apart, and that’s never going to change.