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[pansexuallivinglife]

Supportive People in My Life

I really love the supportive people in my life. Not the people supportive of things they want me to do, but the ones supportive of the things I want to do/am. I want more of them in my life, because right now I only have two. Do I wish it was biological family member sometimes? Yeah, but they are honestly the most supportive people in my life right now. Do I love them any differently than biological family? No, in fact I love them more than a lot of my biological family. I hope they know how much they mean to me. Without them the world wouldn't exist. I wouldn't be able to breath without them, live without them. Hell in all seriousness I don't feel like getting out of bed in the mornings, sometimes I wish life would end. Feeling as if I have no support, and then I remember them being at all my band concerts. I remember the words "As long as your happy, I'm happy for you". I remember all the times in my childhood i got a lecture from them on how I deserve everything in life. I remember all the times they made me laugh. I remember all the times they told someone my future plan that I made, just because they listened that well when I told them. I remember all the times they were just there, maybe not always a physical presence, but always emotional presence. Although we joke around a lot and tease each other. I will always love them as family. They mean the world to me, and nothing will change that. Without them I wouldn't be where I am right now, hell I probably wouldn't be alive. They have set everything for me. They're what I want in a relationship, they're what I want in a family. I had never had any good role models for either of those things, until I opened my eyes and realized they exist. They were always around during my childhood, but I never noticed how important they were in my life. I now notice how important they really are, they never go unnoticed now. Everyone time I leave there house, even if I plan on being right back, I give them a big goodbye hug and say "Bye, I love you!". Because they deserve it whether or not they realize it. They've always pushed me in the right direction, even though sometimes I have resisted that path... But they've never ever judged me for any of it. They would give me a big lecture on why it's wrong and we would move on not mention it again. They totally deserve the world. They're fucking saints for dealing with me, even though it wasn't required. They were in my life since before I can remember. They are my adoption parents and to anyone that says otherwise, they can fuck off. Even though I am not legally there kid, I am there kid. They are my parents. They have been in my life longer than other people I am expected to call a parent, they have been more involved in raising me compared to my step parents. So, why can't I have the right to call them my parent?