It doesn’t even feel like I have a family
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not much of a family
haven’t used this in age’s, so here go’s.
i just got into yet another fight with my family. today, with my mom. she flat out said that it’s like i don’t respect or love her and that i’m acting like my dad. i don’t think she quite knows how much that hurts.
to start, it’s hard to define the so called love in this family, especially considering no one EVER voices it. i honestly can’t remember the last time i’ve heard anyone in my family say ‘i love you.’ actually, now that i think of it, about a month ago, when my mom took a trip to calgary. i got up at 5am to say goodbye before her flight. she didn’t hesitate to walk out the door without really saying goodbye. i had to walk outside and stop her. i gave her a hug and told her i loved her….she just replied with “yep” and walked away. she continued to tell me that i’ve disappointed her today, which of course hurts more than just being angry with me. i tried to walk away from the fight, because we were just yelling at each other, which doesn’t solve anything. so, she got mad at me for that.
my sister blew up on me the other day. said that i have no respect for anyone, that the whole family has a problem with me, and basically that i don’t deserve my girlfriend.
the main thing my sister, my mom and i have fought about this past bit….food. normal, expendable food. all miss-communications. and of course, no one talks to me if i ate their food. they just get mad at me. there’s no ‘oh, you are my food. could you please buy more?’ there isn’t even any room for me to apologize
my brother doesn’t ever talk to me unless it’s about music. to be fully honest, i don’t really think he even know’s what’s going on in my life at all.
and my dad….i haven’t even seen my dad in two years….
no one shows support for anything that i do or are interested in. no one tells me that they love me. no one gives a good god damn shit. they all act like they do, but they don’t. the only person who actually does these things is tiffany. thankfully i have her, otherwise i don’t really know what i’d do. she’s the only one who ever shows she cares. i know i tell her i want to be alone when i get mad or upset, but thats only because i need time to myself to think. the last thing i want to do is unleash on her because someone else put me in a bad mood.
as of right now, who ever said blood is thicker than water, had their head up their ass.
