the more horrific your dinner gathering turns out to be tomorrow, the better you’ll feel telling the story when you’re far far away from your horrible family.
it’ll suck, but you will always have the story as proof of your survival. uncle racefail and your misgendering progenitors won’t even have that. they have to live the horror story you will someday be posting about on reddit. it’s not a rescue, but it always gave me comfort.
