It’s actually depressing because I’m realizing that I’m literally doing life alone, and all these big monumental milestones in my life my paternal nor my maternal family care or even KNOW what’s going on. I’m the first in my family to be doing ALOT. And it’s just sad to think that the only loved ones I can share this with are the ones I choose and are willing to be apart of my life. And the ones that are apart of it, I am forever grateful and I thank God for those relationships. ->