RYL Forums - good news, pigs might be flying

This isn't directly related to self-harm, but it's a HUGE thing for me anyways. At one point a few years ago, I was in such a rocky relationship with my parents that I was barely on speaking terms with my mom. A phone conversation once a week with them was almost more than I could handle. They go on vacation every year to the beach, and I was pretty much expected to go. I literally got my psychiatrist's permission to NOT go on vacation with these people while I was in the mental health gutter, but just the thought of going with them was enough to put me in the hospital. I mean, 5 days straight trapped with these people, in a bathing suit where I couldn't hide scars or cuts... yikes!

fast forward to now...

After several years of missing out on any kind of a vacation, I CHOSE to go to the beach with my family this year. I made sure I would be ok by making sure I wouldn't be trapped in a car or in a hotel room with them (I rode down with extended family, had a separate room, etc). Not only did we all survive the trip without killing each other, I actually had fun. I seriously never thought I'd be able to do a beach trip with them again. Are pigs flying or something?