On one hand, you’re with your people and you spend every chance you get loudly reminiscing about stealing rice to play chamama chababa . On the other hand, you are on edge; at some point your toxic family stopped being your safe space. Words are exchanged, then later, it doesn’t matter. You feel like a horrible person for not wanting to spend more than a few hours with people you’re supposed to love. However!!
source: Zumi Kenya