It's funny, isn't it? How often its the people who are supposed to love us the most who just...don't get it.

[And when he says funny in this instance he means it's everything but. Cruel irony isn't actually that funny when it's a lived experience]

That's why we end up having to make our own. Find our own people who aren't with us because they hope one day they can turn us into x,y,z, but because they like who were are to begin with. They become the family we needed.