Family Pt1/2

Over thanksgiving break I realized a few things.

A. My family has some serious issues with one another.

B. I do NOT have my anger under control

C. Both of those need attention, and in order.



Thursday I saw most my personal/extended family for lunch, as usual, alcoholics, crack addicts, people fresh off probation. Found out one of my family members is a hardcore chop shop thief and motorcycle jacker. The rest are liars. My grandfather, grandmother, and immediate family are the only people that have anything good on their records. Maybe even my filthy rich, newly divorced with two kids uncle. Even then, my grandmother drowns out things with pain meds, my grandfather is incessantly racist, my mother is a two face, my father is a sarcastic ass, and my sister is turning into an emo version of me at her age.



Needless to say, things didn’t quite go very well. My dad pretty much said “no more thanksgivings for us” at the only thanksgiving i’ve had with my family in the past four years…



However, after firing a few shells out of my Mossberg into the woods, i packed up and left without saying goodbye. No one really cares there anyway. From there i went to my good friend Eddie’s thanksgiving. Cuban family, Cuban/American family friends, and normal friends. The people were Godly, wholesome, and focused on the Lord. They even invited us back for “Cuban Day” on Friday. Of course I went.



We ate some very good food, had some very good conversation, played card games, and hung out for hours. End of a great day. Even got a few things from Sears on the black friday sale.

Saturday, things went to hell. Call client, hes in Minnesota and forgot to tell me. Call friend that was gonna work with me, got stuck babysitting his grandson. Try to salvage day. Got the hard(or at least what I thought was hard) part over with cutting the countertop. Went to HD to get supplies to put a sink into it. managed to screw up what i bought. left since it was late and had to let caulk dry anyway. Came back home, the entire way back feeling more like a steaming pile of crap.

Went to publix to get a frozen pizza so josh and i could catch up on thanksgiving events. Got home and could barely function, asked josh to turn oven on, took a shower. cooked pizza, brought pizza back into my room where we were at, and in no less than five minutes got into the most pointless argument i think we’ve ever had. he slammed the door, i punched a hole clean through the wall.



will continue later…