random stuff, I guess

it’s okay to miss someone that hurt you

it’s okay to miss someone that let you down

it’s okay to miss someone that’s no longer around

it’s okay to miss someone that never deserved you

it’s okay to miss someone

because at one point, they were there for you. they were a big part of your life. they were exactly what you needed. they did something that changed you. they made you happy, for however long—you can’t always just leave that behind.

it might’ve ended bad, but it started off good: it’s okay to miss people you feel like you shouldn’t miss.

just don’t let it consume you.

I grew up in one of the most stable, loving households I can imagine. I had tons of support from all three of my parents, I never felt alone, and I never felt confused about my parents relationship.

Were other people confused when I told them about my parents? Sure. Did it take some time for them to understand my parents relationship? Yep. And the reaction I got every single time from other kids once they understood? “That’s so awesome!”

Growing up in a poly house did not hurt me, confuse me, or make my life difficult. It sure as hell wasn’t abusive.