Just got back from good ole’ Ohio. Going home is hard with poor family dynamics. Things are certainly different after my sibling went no contact - but honestly I cannot blame them. This trip was busy, indulgent, and triggering. It’s always good to get out of the LA bubble, but to be honest it serves as a reminder of why I left the midwest. In LA, it’s normal to not have a “stable job”, it’s normal to not be married by 35, or to be pursuing a niche passion. Ohio can be a little “go to college, get married, white picket fence” for me. Anyway, come for the trauma dump, stay for the witty humor ;)