What were some things you saw growing up that you disliked?

Of course aside from my own life, which were the moments when my sister would take me for a week in the summer. Whenever I was with her it was like she never made food or even had food, because I can remember always sleeping because it was so boring at her house. Every once and a while I went out with my niece to get into mischief, but there were times I had to use my allowance to feed my nieces, because my step-sister was too occupied by an illegal she married. I mean she cared for this guy even more than my step-brother, so that was another thing I hated and that was the fact that my sister would kick my brother out, but I was just there for a brief moment and then back to my world. Especially since my world was a traditional one and Bert’s was more of a city person, but then again she is also a chick so I never really got along with her and my brother was a drunk that at the time I thought maybe if I talk to Bob, he’ll slow down or stop and nope.

Even today he still drinks even after he told his niece that he would get better, but all he did was alarm everyone and of course they were all there. Shit I’ve had so much shit happen to me and it’s like I am always alone, because family sucks. All the interesting and artistic people are gone. So now it is me and I will be working on various things over the next year. Now if you disagree with some of the things I state go ahead and call me out or rat me out to my parents, because then I will really know that you are stalking me, you weirdo, because my life is not that great that you need to be keeping an eye on it especially when my own parents won’t accept the fact that I went through trauma and it was never fought for because it happened so long ago.

Overall I guess now I am just at the age where I don’t give a shit anymore and I am speaking my mind and laying down my story. To believe I watched s documentary called “Free Solo” which talks about this incredible person that can climb rock faces without the use of ropes, and other climbing gear. After watching the documentary I thought, well I am not the only one that has like no emotions and practically soulless, but I’m happy. What I just mentioned was one of my pet peeves when it came to some family, who to them I am dead.