Dissociative Identity Theft

last night at stephen's i was helping his mother set the table for his father's birthday dinner and she pulled me aside to talk to me...and i was scared at first, because i thought it had something to do with stephen and i and she was mad about something, but then she started talking to me about my school situation, and how she really wants to help me out in getting back into school, like if i need someone to help me go talk to people or whatever...and i was so touched that she cares that i started crying. i feel like my own family doesn't care about me that much...i don't know...i don't know how i feel about stephen, but i know he loves me, and maybe that's enough, maybe i'm looking for something that doesn't really exist. i'm so fucking confused right now....