Reasons my family isn’t a family!

I just got back from my mini vacation and I was wondering with all the people I know, you would think I would be at least close to someone in my family. However, throughout the years I have been keeping tabs on everyone and the way that they act or are! My first family, which is pretty sizable with the combination of family members from my mom and dad. In other words those that are on the Walters and Nelsons side. I have seen many things, stayed in various places, and experienced things I would never wish on anyone else, but with that no one has ever tried to reach out to me and I just realized that it is due to the fact that I have fans, aka HATERS. Now on the Nelson side they are treacherous and back stabbing, they are also major cheaters, and believe me I know because I have done so as well, but I own that and way beyond that. Plus this family likes to witch me in anyway that they can.

The Nelsons that are not my parents or those that meant something to us have died and now they are coming for me, but they just hate the fact that I have worked my ass off to get all that I have and yet they are a bunch of pussies. That even includes the Nelsons in Vanderwagon that killed my uncle, and yes I mean Betty, but then again not related to them anymore. Same with my grandfather’s kids, don’t want anything to do with them as well as my so-called grandfather that is brothers with my dad’s dad, yes that religious motherfucker. I hate that I am related to the people that killed my heart and now I am just stuck with the assholes. As for my mom’s side, well I have a step sister and brother, but I don’t talk to them and then there are my step-sisters kids who I used to hang out with, but now I have nothing to do with them because they got all touchy about their mom. So I have no family on that side either especially because all the interesting and important people are dead and all the idiots are left, so join everyone else in considering me dead.

So to both sides of my fucked up family I say FUCK YOU & FUCK OFF! To only think that if my family knew the things I have gone through, then they would probably feel differently about it. This is why no one has my phone number or address. I create and design my own family, but you can go ahead and say that you have no idea who I am because if you a toxic person then you aren’t meant to be in my life, so good riddance to assholes, bitches, whores, etc.