my family is seriously the most disfunctional group of functioning human beings that have ever walked the planet. the fact that my mother acts like a hypocritical victim and my father is the alcohalic product of an abusive family should make me the biggest headcase ever. and sometimes i think i am, and that i've just gotten really good at hiding it.
i still haven't told a single soul that my dad was arrested and charged with a DUI last spring. nor have i ever mentioned that my mother is constantly refering to her death (which is always just around the corner) and the fact that she no longer loves my father. seeing the expression on his face when she says it is what hurts more than anything else.
when does this end?
Anonymous
11:07:19 PM
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yes
do you have siblings?
op: yes
It ends when you go to college of course. The rest of us are waiting for it just like you are. Just always hold that memory of dysfunction close to your heart so events won't repeat themselves.
Oh, come on. We all have screwed up families. I am quite frankly amazed at how normal my own father is, considering how absolutely CRAZY my grandfather is and how CRAZY my uncles are. The stories I could tell...
most families are much worse than yours i can bet i dont really consider mine a family anymore
But then of course many are much much better. Your issues have certainly put my petty heap of greivances in persective. Thank you, I hope things improve, and remember you can always be open with these things and not just anonymously.
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