My silence will not save me

So it's time that I started talking. I'm going to be finding someone who's profession is listening. I can't deal with my family crap anymore. I need some new strategies.

It feels so weird saying that. I've always taken the stance that my family is fucked up, but not in any really fundamental ways. No alcoholism, no beatings, my parents love me and my sister, and I've never ever doubted that they did their best for us. But they don't do their best for one another.

I can't pretend that is okay anymore.