I Don't Know Who You Think I Am

Today's blog is going to be bitchy. I'm just warning you in case you expected sunshine and kittens.

See, as of late, I've been harboring some ill feelings towards my family and because of a rude pregnant woman who gave me a crazy bitchy look, I decided to finally come clean with my feelings. Yes, contrary to popular belief, I really do have feelings.

Let me start with saying this: When it comes to people, family included, I either love them with every part of me, or hate them with every part of me. Either feeling, I do it big. Those of you who know me know the saga that is my family. If I could trade in for a new family, I would. All except my sister that is. She is exempt from my family hypocrisy.

So anyway, besides the fact that my Mother is on drugs again, I'm extremely mad at my once favorite uncle. See, my sister's wedding was a few weeks ago, and my uncle wasn't there. I think more than mad, I'm hurt. I'm hurt for my sister, and I'm hurt that my uncle has become so self absorbed that he couldn't tear himself away to come see his niece get married. My uncle lives in Nashville, TN. He was in Missouri the week of her wedding, fishing, however he couldn't stay for her wedding that weekend. WTF, over? It's fucked up and it's totally rude. My cousin from Detroit took a fucking week off to come to my sister's wedding. A freaking week! And trust me, she has just as much, if not more going on as he does. He didn't even call to say congratulations. WTF? My sister and I were extremely close to this uncle. We loved him so much--looked up to him. Now, while I don't love him any less, I definitely lost all respect for him. As busy as I am, last year, when his son, my cousin Derrick got married, I didn't hesitate to drive to Nashville for that wedding. I guess maybe I just love a whole lot more than they do. I don't know. As a whole, my huge family preaches as often as they can about how we're such a close family and we love each other sooo much, etc etc. It's nice that it's so easy to say, but when it comes down to delivering, they just can't seem to pull it off.

Don't feel sorry for me though. I started writing most of my family off last year and suppose I will continue into this year. I'm extremely thankful for my sister, my new brother-in-law, and all of my friends and extended "good" family. Without their love and support, I'm sure I would have gone bat-shit crazy a long time ago.

Anywho, that was my little rant. To recap, Uncle didn't go to sister's wedding and I'm pissed about it and will probably hold a grudge forever. The End!