True love doesn’t exist.

Listen: I’m not one of those girls who thinks this is true because I haven’t fallen in love, I have valid points.

I realized today that my stepmom is truly in love with my dad. This is awkward because he absolutely hates her apparently. What makes it even more awkward is that I see that she’s depressed now and that’s the cause of her drinking. It bothers me because it’s as if she’s searching for someone to rescue her, she wants my dad to save her. He’s not going to save her because he can’t even save himself. I love these people but they’re proof that true love doesn’t exist. It’s painful to see this everyday while I’m home and it hurts knowing that there isn’t a person out there for everyone. Soulmates don’t exist. True love doesn’t exist.