Often times when I try to discuss families with other people I get undoubtedly sad.
To me, it seems like other folks have much better humans in their lives than I ever had.
A lot of my best friends talk about thoroughly enjoying the time that they spend with their families each year, going to their parents for advice when they have incredible complications, plus even having supportive ears when they need a financial hand, but personally, I do not know what any of that feels like. My family isn’tso great. In fact, if I try to discuss my complications with them, somehow they only make things seem worse. They might be more upset plus neurotic than I am, even. They cannot resist poking at every detail in my life, plus that has true even when they’re at my house assaulting my appliances. In fact, every time they come down to visit me in the south, they spend the whole trip freaking out about how hot plus humid it is outside. I do not know how this is news, I live in the south where it’s hot plus humid, but you would know that they would get used to it plus stop freaking out about the climate for the week or two that they come to see me… But no, they are obsessed with checking the news plus repeating the weather. They continually try to rectify the heat with controlling the indoor climate. They’re constantly touching my control unit, altering my temperature control program plus beating on my exhausting air conditioner. Almost every time they come to visit, I have luxurious repairs to make in the wake of their upset attacks.