i hate my family. i really do. went on a service trip for ten days, didn’t miss them a bit. they’re allways calling, saying they love me, blah blah. i come home, they nag me, ignore me, bore me and swear at me. well fuck you. now i’m never coming back.

—on my own

This article appears in Feb 26 – Mar 4, 2009.

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  1. My family tried to drag me down and I cut them all off. I needed to distance myself from all the negativity and rash judgemens. Best of all, we have reconnected with a much better understanding of one another and a respect for each other’s differences. Maybe you need to put them on the back burner for a while.

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  3. Sometimes the idea of a person is far better then the person in reality. They like you better when they’re just thinking about you, but then you show up and they remember all the things they don’t like.

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