I had a rough go at my first 18. My friends got me into wow, they went to blizz and met our guild, at 16 one of the couples in the guild start checking in on me and making extra effort to stay in touch, cuz they heard about the shit I was going through.
After leaving the house mid senior year to try and salvage a relationship with my dad, I was homeless for a year and lost touch with my guild friends. Joined the army and got stationed right next to their home town. They had me come live with them while I was preparing to go to Afghanistan, I lived with them after the stan, til I got out.

Their kids have grown up calling me uncle, they have called me brother, and even my "sister's mom" has claimed me as her own, and I hold her in my heart as such.

I just watched my neice graduate, and when I first met the kids, they were arguing about sitting in mind and their dad's lap to watch us raid. Time flies, and I have a beautiful family.

Blood is thicker than water, but loyalty is everything.