Disown
This time of year always depresses the hell out of me. Maybe it's because the holiday season reminds me of how shattered and fractured my family is. Hell, I don't even speak to anyone from my mother's side of the family and that's including my sisters. But there's a reason why I don't talk to them and that won't change anytime soon. How sad is that? I see a lot of people around me who are close to their families and enjoy spending time with them whereas I would end up in a screaming match if anyone from my mother's side of the family and I were in the same room. Fuck them and everything they did to my brothers, sisters, and I. I still hold onto the fact that the decisions they made will come back to bit them in the ass hardcore. On that day I will sit back and watch them wallow in all the fucked up shit they did. I've also decided to tell my sisters everything when they reach the appropriate age. They have a right to know and I'm disgusted by the way that family has lied to them. Maybe I should just be the bigger person and extend the olive branch but that's not my place. It's up to them to figure out this clusterfuck and come to me. I don't know, this whole situation just frustrates me and all I want to do is wash my hands of it. Bollocks.