My family is doing good at the moment. I'm living with my sister and things that happen in life happen. A fateful day where I decided to deviate from my normalcy, something changed. From a single push, a girl I thought I never wanted to meet showed up again. Then again. Then again. And now it has become the usual. These situations I find myself in are exhausting, but at the end of the day, it's as if nothing had happened. Her behaviour is undeniably different from mine in all the worst ways possible. Yet I still feel a little bit of me within that very behaviour.  Whether that's a good thing or not, I guess I'll figure that out tomorrow.