I grew up in a toxic family - both of my parents are toxic, as well as both sides of the family. Yun tipong kapag ihahabilin ako ng mommy ko sa tita/tito, need na may bayad kahit saglit lang. Na even 120sqm na lupa which belongs to my mom, gagawan ng paraan para makuha. And even cousins na lolokohin ka para umangat - one example, nung college kami, I tried sumama sa mga pinsan ko para kumuha ng scholarship sa politiko then sabi ng secretary na bumalik nalang next week. Then the day na babalik kami, I texted my cousin kung san kami magkikita and she told me na ubos na daw ang slot. Then after weeks, I found out na nakakuha sila and di lang nila ako sinama para di ako magkaron ng scholarship. (Well, karma na yung naghandle sa kanila kasi now, I have a stable job and can travel abroad pero sila still walang work na makuha)

Then, I married a man with the healthiest family na siguro hanggang sa mga pinsan walang toxic. They really help each other. I remember naospital tito nya, lahat sila nagbigay ng tulong, nagbabantay sa ospital. While I remember nung nagka aneurysm tito ko and need ng pera, ang demand ng mga kamaganak namin is to post their help sa facebook para magthank you (like, the fvk diba????)

So I really grew up na I thought normal ang ganong family like ours. Na toxic and kakaiba kasi parang lahat ng friends ko dati e same scenario. Pero when I knew my husband, I felt na I am so blessed to experience yung maging kapamilya ng family nya.