Family life is hard. You meet, you love, you move in – and then you are stuck with each other for years. There is nobody else. If you need a hand, there is nobody else. If you fight, there is nobody else. And you'd think that people get used to each other. But the little things grow into big things and you cannot leave and there is nobody else. And we stink and we sweat and we poop and yet have only ourselves. There is nobody else.
