My family was always supportive from afar since they all lived in Maine. I felt free to tell my parents of my diagnosis, because my mom and esp. my Dad and I were always close.
I have one sister and one brother left. For years I wanted to move back to Maine, but that seems highly unlikely now. I finally made my peace with that about a year ago. A Mainer-in Exile with a broken dream, but not a broken person. 😀

It's important to set boundaries as to what you will accept. I payed out those "not going to happen moments" and if they want to deal with those they are welcome in my life. Otherwise I find "family" in the people I care about and expect nothing from my real family. It is their loss

No tengo familia. Por eso celebro cada día festivo. Por cierto, feliz día del sándwich tardío para todos. De esta manera, cuando lleguen las grandes fiestas, ya me celebrarán.
Soy un sobreviviente de muchas cosas. Así que hacer sonreír a los demás me ayuda a superar casi todo.

I got no family. So I celebrate every single holiday. BTW belated Happy Sandwich Day everyone. This way when the big holidays come, I am already celebrated out.
I'm a survivor of lots of things. So bring a smile too others helps me overcome just about everything.

I found a new family and friends

My family has disowned me for being gay. Not to mention hiv. I've been poz for 37 years. Mostly have had no one to support me. I don't get depressed anymore. Just live my life and whatever happens happens. I decided about 8 years ago to live my life happy and free, and let go of anyone that doesn't accept me for who I am. I don't have family other than my son, but their loss.