We are Family! (Part 2)

So.

Family.

We gotta love them right? They're our blood. Doesn't mean we have to actually like them though!

Haha, I kid I kid. Sort of.

My dad and I get on. We're very similiar in that we just want life to be simple and drama free and just have fun. He's also a typical old school wog dad. So in that aspect, we drive each other crazy. He's at least now, finally, starting to let me do what I like. Mostly because I don't listen to him anyway! He's still my daddy though and I love him dearly.

Then, there is my mother. It's been determined that we are capable of spending 2 hours together without any fighting. After that 2 hour mark, all hell breaks lose. I am my mothers daughter, there is no denying that, however the aspects that I hate about her, I strive very hard to not do in my own life, within myself. She feels that I'm just being a bitch. Well, she'd know! I do love my mother, she has done a lot for me in her own way and I'll always be her baby so she can't help but be how she is, I get it. I just refuse to do half the things she did to me to my own children, for their own sanity.

My sister is 8 years older then me. She pretty much raised me as mum and dad were always working. She taught me how to read and write and most of the things I'm interested in are because she introduced me to them. I worshiped my sister my whole life, to me she was the coolest person I knew and I would talk about her to everyone. As I've grown up though, it seems to have shifted. I now seem to be the cooler one, the one she always talks about etc. It's a little sad, I feel like I've lost the one person I could always turn to for help and support (from a family perspective - she now turns to me). It's okay though, that's what family is for right?

Then there is my brother, who is 11 years older. What can I say about him... We have an intersting relationship. We are also very similiar (he and I take after mum while my sister takes after dad) and because of this, we clash, a lot. I alternate between thinking he's this awesome dude to wanting to punch his face in and never speak to him again. It's hard. We've had a lot of drama, he's done a lot of things to me and my parents. No matter how I feel towards them, if anyone ever disrespects them or treats them badly, I see red. He's done both. So, we're strained. It may pass one day, until then, we do what we have to do.

Overall, I love my family very much. I do, I can't not. I just sometimes wish things were different. But they're not, so you work with what you've got!