My family are having a hard time accepting some of the choices I’ve made. Not that we are a close family by any means. I’ve never felt very accepted by them. But this time it’s different. I’m different. My past is behind me and I want to just move on. I see a new horizon out there. And I want to aim for it. I want to live a life free from the restraints of the past. They are suspicious of my decisions. They seem to question every move I make behind my back. I’m very frustrated with it. Oh. please just let me live my life. You have your skeletons too. At least I don’t hide mine anymore. They all fell out of the closet when I came out of it.