Mine is my family.........I just cant stand them, any of them. When my mom was dying they waited until she was comatose to have the police stop by and tell me that she was in the hospital. I was told that she was given some med. and should come around for a short time in the morning, went home and waited for the call, it came from a 2nd cousin and said that she was breathing heavely and that she wasnt expecited to live, we found out that she was already dead by the time I was called. We all live in the same town! Just a few blocks away, my mother and I were having problems but we still talked.
I have nothing to do with my family. Just last month I found out my dad died, on facebook! He lived 2 blocks from me. I had not seen him for 3 1/2 years. I relize that many people dont understand why I didnt see him, but I also blamed him for not contacting me when mom died.
Alot of this dates back to when my brother was alive, he lived about 2 blocks from me, he and the rest of the family would have get togethers and not invite me. I would find out later when mom would slip and say that she saw my nieces and how the grandkids had grown and something like that.
When my bother was in the hospital he informed me that he hated me and had for a long time. I was the youngest of 3 and quite an age difference, he said I was just a spoiled brat and what ever I wanted I got. Yes I was spoiled, but I didnt push it I started to work at 15 and bought most of my stuff, I was also the "good kid" I didnt get in trouble with the law, drink or smoke, when I said I was going to be somewhere that is where I was. I did not give my folks any trouble and when they got older I did everything I could for them. I could believe that he told me that on his death bed.
At his memorial service my companion and I were taking care of my mom and dad, sitting in the second pew in the corner. One of the pall barers came and told us to move that they needed the room for the "family" I told them well this is his mom and dad and we still had to move, then the "family" all comes in like a parade.
And there has been many more things to happen.
I'm tired of people telling me that I need to get over it, that they are family and we need to get along. Ha, if they had been through what I have been through they would feel the same way.
You can pick your friends but you cant pick your family and right now I would just as soon run my family over, (but they would probably damage my van).
Thank you for taking the time to read this, I am seeing a dr. to get things better in my life that and meds. but after putting up with this for over 30 years it's going to take awhile.