I've always felt uncomfortable around other people's families.  Maybe it's because they are normal functional people.  I don't know what it's like for people to just be decent human beings that don't reek of alternative motives.  These people's family think I'm cold and distant and I am absolutely not.  I feel like I'm in a museum were everything is fragile and off limits but so extremely beautiful.  How am I supposed to exist in a world of un damaged people?  I'm afraid that I'm just another version of my mother and being cold and distant is way better than impossible expectations and condescending fake face.