Broken/dysfunctional home. Lots of alcoholism and mental illness running rampant. I’m tough as nails but I also am extremely self destructive. I self sabotage every chance I get. Nowhere feels like home cause I’ve lived too many places. I have the coping mechanisms of a fucking 5 year old sometimes. I’m absolutely hell to be with and I genuinely feel so fucking bad for my partner because in all the years we’ve been together, I have put that poor man through hell and he’s had to drag me kicking and screaming through this relationship because I’ve made it my mission to fight him on everything and never be satisfied.

I’m one of the strongest people I know and I know friends and family look to me to fix what’s broken. And for awhile, I didn’t think I could be both strong and broken but now I know that I’m as strong as I am, because I’m such a fucking broken person.