I believed in my friends more than myself...They had convinced me to leave my family to stop my dad from sexually assaulting me. Being there for my family was my life. I thought our small LGBTQ+ community would be my chosen family. We survived suicidal ideation and sexual assault, but our lives overwhelm and divide us. What happens when my friends are gone? I try to take steps forward with my education and friendships. I am not sure if I am enough. Who am I now?