I could never cut ties with my parents. They're my parents, I accept them for what they are,they accept me for what I am. They are my flesh and blood.
And how blessed you are. I wish I could feel that way, but some of us are not as blessed and our flesh and blood are toxic to us. I am very envious of people who don't understand and in some ways I get it. I was blessed with amazing grandparents who stepped in to raise me, if they were my only family I could be like you, but they are not, and so I can understand why some people
have to cut ties, for their own sanity and happiness. It isn't something done easily, it is not something you soon get over. But sometimes it is necessary.
ETA- And some families don't accept their kids for who they are. My mom always would tell me how I was "just like my father." My only memories of her when I was young are of her telling me "don't do that, you look just like your father." And it wasn't in a complimenting way. Se despised my father and righfully so, but I was who I was and couldn't help who
she chose to be my father. When she remarried and discovered she coudln't have more children she made it very clear that I was such a disapointment especially since I was her only shot at having a child. I, to this day, know that I am the biggest disapointment and regret of my mom's life. Great feeing, huh? On top of all that,
she is the one cutting ties with
me.