Truth...

May be painful, unberable, intolerable, agonizing, enlightening, depressing, demeaning, sad, uplifting, and probably countless other things that I can't name. But despite all that, I guess it's better than a life shrouded in lies. I found out many things this summer about myself, but mostly about my family. I found out how naive I had been and I found out how dirty the past is. How dirty my family tree is. But it was all good over a glass of martini and margarita with my cousin at a bar. She told me things that I would have never imagined. But now everything seems to make sense. But now that I know a little more about what had happened, I'm not sure what to think anymore, who is there to trust? What is trust? I guess the only thing I can cling on to is family and what trust I have built there. Life isn't perfect. Life is hard. But it's for those small moments of happiness, that we all struggle on. See you guys in a few days.