Dear Southern Family,

Hi there!

How're you doing?

I'm doing really well actually, but then you know that. I've noticed that-despite your promises to the contrary-you continue to read here. I must say I honestly find that very strange-why would you want to do that? I'm not in your lives, you're not in mine. Why bother keeping tabs? What are you worried that I'm going to say?

Anyway, I just wanted to drop you a message that if this site upsets you (which isn't my intention) you can stop reading, you know. I haven't written about you for ages actually, and it's probably best-even my therapist thinks that we aren't good for each other right now. The thing I'm learning about family is that you can have it without demanding that people choose their loyalties like a cheap high school football game.

This blog is my therapy (along with my real therapy). I'm getting better. I'm getting much better. I think I am going to make it through life after all. I have never, in my entire life, been happier than I am now.

So I hope you're all well.

I am.

-H

PS-I love my dad. I love my stepmother, too. And in case you were feeling angsty about that, the truth is I'm allowed to do both.

*Grosse Point Blank

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