The Word Family has lost its value to me to think that i have to resist stabbing some one or yelling at them. My Mom's Family has this problem with the higher select few considering my mom'sthe youngest of 7 their are only 3 family members i would trust with thought of the helping my mom when she needs it but she will never need it instead our house has becomea fucking free stay lodge for to stupid-Aunty The , The Broken- Aunty Trish , And the wasted-Christe. in the past 5 year we'vehad 3 diff. adult fall on their asses like 3 yrs who are throwning a hissy fit because you took their truck away an yet my mom for a reason unknown to me offered to help out all of them when she didonly one of them didn't spit in her face for it And that was My Aunty Trish... I Fal to see why my mom insist on helpin the broken and yet every timethey just add strees into their stay thinking they are higher on the seating list then me... first thing first family or not you are a guest in this house you have no power and no right to assert your self as and adult or parental figure... every timeme and mom end up drifting farther and father away from each other and she wonders why... i havebecome so detached from my own family that my i call my "parents" By their first Name when we dont have company around... and the sad fact is that i find my self still killing my self to apease the .... I dont know wtf to do im just fuckin angery and tired of the same shit repeating its self im happy to say that in a few more months im moving out though