I recently had my heart broken. Its been breaking since I went to Korea. It came at me like a train or a ton of bricks. Like most people I would say I had the perfect childhood. Family was the most important thing I valued in my life. It was my family that gave me the most amazing memories. It was those memories I hold on to when I need to go to my happy place. And its those memories now that I need to stop putting on a pedestal. I was naive and childish in thinking I could have a happy ending. Its time to face reality and live in this world where families are broken and they move on for themselves. I was the only one still in denial. But recently I realized I needed to make my own happiness and stop depending on my family to do that for me. I guess I needed this rude awakening to realize that I needed to focus on myself. And for once not feel guilty about it. Its time to start making my own memories and making my own happy ending. I hope I will take this and learn from it so I may spare my future family. So here’s to finding my own happiness hopefully it will have the ending I am so desperately looking for.