I ironically published a book that I named "The Family Secret." The book does not contain any secrets of my own family. It is a fictional book.

I, however, am talking about actual family secrets right now. This year has been many things, but learning some very deep, dark secrets of my family was not something I was expecting.

This year has become filled with the unexpected.

Some good, some bad, and some...unexpected.

I learned about some family secrets back in August. Tonight, I learned way more than I thought had existed.

Decades and generations of terrible history/events that have been swept under the rug.

I was going to write back in August about an event that happened over ten years ago that we found out was lied about.

It sucks.

Family sucks.

Maybe it's the fact that I'm binge-watching Supernatural and I am going through this series about two brothers, but I have concluded that family sucks.

Family is not perfect.

Family isn't everything.

Family can be toxic.

Although, at the end of the day, family is what we come home to.

Family stands with us in the end.

Family are those who support and love us.

Family is safe.

Family isn't always blood.

It sucks that my family has secrets, but what family doesn't?

It's sad that we those family. And I'm not talking about death here.

We can't choose who we are related to. We chose who our family is.

Well, that's enough from tonight's events.

~MsPenguingirl1234.

Published: October 22, 2020.

P.S. Grey, my beautiful canine, jumped over the back fence today. Twice.

We will be finding burs everywhere for weeks.

It was also nice to sit down and talk with my family with hours. Tiring and not what I was going to do (because school work is a thing that I need to do), but it was very nice.