There are times when we find family, elsewhere. And that’s okay. I think it’s healthy.
Experts in the field have defined chosen families as “nonbiological kinship bonds, whether legally recognized or not, deliberately chosen for the purpose of mutual support and love.” Basically, these are the people who understand you, lift you up, celebrate you, help you, and love you, even without biological ties.
I think the truth is, we all need each other. Sometimes it may not be possible in your family of origin. And I wonder if it’s a survival of the fittest thing to try find that meaningful connection elsewhere. It’s easier when you have someone whom you can depend on, love, and who will also root for you.
I’m discussing today’s topic with my good friend Oriana Gliessman, who has become my Chosen Family. I love her despite not having a biological tie with her, and I love that she’s never afraid to get real.
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