ugh, family stuff man. just got off the phone with my mom and it's like no matter how much time passes she still manages to make me feel like I'm 15 again. the "are you REALLY okay" questions, the thinly veiled suggestions about my life choices, it's exhausting. I know she means well, deep down, but sometimes it just feels like they'll never really see me as fully recovered. like it's always gonna be a cloud hanging over me. takes so much energy to just nod and smile and pretend it doesn't get under my skin. anyone else deal with this kinda thing, where your family just doesn't get it, even after all this time!! it's a grind sometimes 💪.