My family has always meant everything to me. I mean, I’d never give up on them, no matter what.
Every other person will use you and leave you at some point or another, but your family.. your parents and siblings will always be there to support you. They will always be there by your side whenever you need them.. whenever you’re alone, through your good and bad times.
I’ve always believed in this, but since I have left Kuwait and moved to Romania for university, I have realised that the world isn’t as it seems like when you’re with your family. People are mean. People are bad. They don’t give a damn about you. They wouldn’t care. They will steal you.. they will take whatever they can from you, just to make themselves happy.
I mean, come on.. why would they care about you?
Moreover, recently I’ve experienced this even more. You can’t trust anyone. No one will take care of you.
You have no friends. Just your family.
“The family is a haven in a heartless world.”