My family

As it is the holidays, and holidays are about spending time with family, i thought i'd tell you about mine. My mother is a crazed up businesswoman, who's really angry, and hates on my dad all the time, despite the fact they're still married. My dad is like a lamb, gentle and kind, and he understands people. He also makes a lot of money, and work quite a bit, but you can't feel it on him. My brother is a kid stuck in a grown up body. He's careless, lazy, and he always get mad at others, when he does something wrong. My sister is a selfobsorved partygirl, who only talks about last night, and listens to this terrible music, about cocain and "bitches". And then there's me. The smart, screwed up girl, who's been through more, than most people go through in a lifetime. I'm depressed, angry at times, tired, and sensitive. And still, it sometimes feels like i'm the one, holding everything together. I'm good at finding the right choice, and i'm almost always right about things, and no one listens. No one ever listens to me. Maybe that's because i love to talk. They just never listens when it counts.

Now don't try to analyse my family, and come up with a conclusion, that we're all crazy. My dad is a shrink. The kind who specializes with crazy people. Even though i sometimes think, we're all screwed. And when it comes to me, don't worry, plenty of people already have a conclusion. Now i'm the only one not certain yet. Maybe i'm just an alien. Or maybe it's everyone else who's crazy.

Love,

me.

P.s You might think i don't love them. I do. I love them with all my heart. Maybe too much at some points.

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