Concering Family...
Here is a brief background on my family. They disowned me On my 13th birthday because they found out that I was dating the bishops son. They promply kicked me out of my house at that point and I discontinued any contact with any of them for a few years until I got back in contact with my mother but that's a different story. But needless to say I developed a deep bitterness to them for doing that to me at such a young age.
So I recently got back in touch with my fathers side of the family. There is only way I can discribe the experience is being stuck in a Wal Mart town where at any moment a clan ralie could have sprung up. All in all it was good to seem some of my family, but I don't know if I'm ready for them to be a full time part of my life like they are wanting me to be part of theirs. I have worries about being too involved with them and doing my usual thing of trying to make everyone happy and letting them rule my life.
I took my boyfriend up there for support and it suprised me that my family took it so well that I was dating a man, but I feel the only reason they did is because it was their first time seeing me in almost 10 years. So next time I go to visit them I'm sure that is when they are going to lay into me about it, I hope they don't because that would mean that they are just not compatible with my life and I would have no room for them in it.
My aunt was the one that I got along with the most while I was up there, but she is such a piece of white trash that thinkning about her life kind of makes me sick. Don't get me wrong she is a great ladie but her living situation just disgusts me. She has a pretty big house, 5 bedrooms 3 bath, but she has 4 of her children, 7 grand kids, 2 of her childrens huspands, her(ex)husband, three extended family members, and 9 dogs living there. I don't know how she does it, and to top things off I was frightened to sit down anywhere in her house because I just might catch something unknown to modern medicine.
My father is just a huge redneck, I don't have anything in common with him. I know that we are connected by blood however there isn't much other then that that we can find to relate on. It's kind of sad that him and I arn't going to be that close because he is my father but that's it, so it's not going to effect me that much if we arn't that close.
As for my grand mother, she is still just fucked up as ever. 82 years old and she just got married for the 3rd time. She has gotten out of the practice of traficking rare antiques now but she still has quite an impressive colection. She is cool and the one that I think I'm going to develope the strongest bond with just like when I was younger. But something deep down says that she isn't going to be around much longer...but we'll see.
So I recently got back in touch with my fathers side of the family. There is only way I can discribe the experience is being stuck in a Wal Mart town where at any moment a clan ralie could have sprung up. All in all it was good to seem some of my family, but I don't know if I'm ready for them to be a full time part of my life like they are wanting me to be part of theirs. I have worries about being too involved with them and doing my usual thing of trying to make everyone happy and letting them rule my life.
I took my boyfriend up there for support and it suprised me that my family took it so well that I was dating a man, but I feel the only reason they did is because it was their first time seeing me in almost 10 years. So next time I go to visit them I'm sure that is when they are going to lay into me about it, I hope they don't because that would mean that they are just not compatible with my life and I would have no room for them in it.
My aunt was the one that I got along with the most while I was up there, but she is such a piece of white trash that thinkning about her life kind of makes me sick. Don't get me wrong she is a great ladie but her living situation just disgusts me. She has a pretty big house, 5 bedrooms 3 bath, but she has 4 of her children, 7 grand kids, 2 of her childrens huspands, her(ex)husband, three extended family members, and 9 dogs living there. I don't know how she does it, and to top things off I was frightened to sit down anywhere in her house because I just might catch something unknown to modern medicine.
My father is just a huge redneck, I don't have anything in common with him. I know that we are connected by blood however there isn't much other then that that we can find to relate on. It's kind of sad that him and I arn't going to be that close because he is my father but that's it, so it's not going to effect me that much if we arn't that close.
As for my grand mother, she is still just fucked up as ever. 82 years old and she just got married for the 3rd time. She has gotten out of the practice of traficking rare antiques now but she still has quite an impressive colection. She is cool and the one that I think I'm going to develope the strongest bond with just like when I was younger. But something deep down says that she isn't going to be around much longer...but we'll see.