I’m afraid I’ll never be happy. I’ve never belonged: not in my family, due to my parents’ dysfunctional marriage. I’ve been isolated from both sides because they all know what none of us ever talk about. Each side of them dislikes the other, and by virtue of that, I’ll always be half a stranger, half an ‘other’.

I don’t want to end up like my parents. I don’t want any kids I have to end up like me. No one deserves to feel like this. There’s this tension, this weight, that’s never gone away.