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My family arn't good people!

After going to Alabama to celebrate my grandmother's (my father's mother) 100th birthday a year go, it made me realized why it has been seven years since I been to a family gathering: I have crazy relatives on my daddy's sides.
I also have crazy relatives on my mother's side.
:wtf:
 
I really feel sorry for you all. I really do. As I've gotten to know more and more people, I'm more and more grateful glad that neither my family or my wife's family are crazy. We're not perfect, and we have our quirks, but every single one in both families is a good person who honestly tries to be good to others and raise their children to be the same. We both come from large families (I have 5 siblings, my wife has 6), so that's quite a few people. As I've talked to others over the years about their families, and heard stories like those above, I've become more and more aware just how lucky I am in that regard.
 
Don't get me wrong, I love my family. I just love them from a distance.

My nagging aunts can drive a person insane. :vulcan:
 
Hey, I could count on my sister if I really needed to (not for money, though, she's broke). I can't count on my brother to even stay on the phone for more than 5 minutes. Some cousins are okay (others suck), but I'm not close enough to any of them to even put them in the first 10 people I'd turn to.

Now my in-laws...while each has their own way, Hubby's siblings can be relied on in a pinch. Not a one would ever intentionally screw another over. Never. They're not close to their cousins, so I have no idea about the extended family. But the siblings? They're high up on the list of trustworthy. And Hubby's parents rank at the top, along with my Mom, as trustworthy. I got lucky on that score--maybe to make up for my sibs, I guess.
 
Of all of my dysfunctions, I am fondest of the ones my parents gave me.

:lol:

Seriously, as I get older especially, I can see a lot of problems in the ways my parents handled things, yet somehow I seem to always come back to rooting for them again. It's like they're drunks, but they're lovable drunks. I think that's how the rest of the world sees them as well.
 
My family of origin isn't filled with "bad" people. They are just obnoxious, and have a cruel streak in them. Most holidays are filled with the "sport" of either one-upping each other, or verbally jabbing at each other until someone blows up. Usually it's my sister or her husband, but at times it's my brother, or occasionally my dad. It's the worst, most sad thing to witness. At a young age I realized this was screwed up, and I stopped participating. Now, my wife and I pack up our son and leave when it gets too crazy.

I HATE family. I think it's bullshit that these are the people I have to be connected with through my life when so many other people who I love so dearly come and go. It's a damn shame we can't choose our family. Truly!
 
Wow. Sorry to hear about all those stories. I'm blessed with a decent family, and going to marry into a yet another decent family. Neither families aren't perfect, but my fiancee and I love them, and our parents love each other. It looks like I'm going to be one of those people who adore their in-laws.
 
I am glad to say I've managed to avoid most of the mistakes my parents made. They served as an example not to follow, I suppose. As parents, they were okay, but as people, they're not folks I'd want to emulate.

I rarely drink, I don't smoke, I'm not a pothead, I don't beat my wife, and I don't spend my time away from home with Korean hookers.
 
I beat my wife.

At Scrabble.

Not really, i'm not married. But if I were I would so totally beat her at Scrabble.
 
My grandmother. She wouldn't let my Mom call her "Mom" for the first 12 years of Mom's life for fear someone would think my grandmother was actually someone's mother. When my sister was born (the oldest grandchild), my great-grandfather blew his top when his daughter refused to be called "Bubbie" (grandmother in Yiddish) and insisted upon it.

She's been horrible to to my Mom for Mom's entire life--and she's still alive! Just turned 95yo and refused to give my Mom a 75th b-day card unless Mom drove into LA to take my grandmother here and there for errands. Mom does this twice a month, but on her birthday? Under threat?

Within a month of Dad's death, my grandmother--on Mother's Day with Mom sitting right next to her--didn't like something I said and commented, "You're just like your Father." "Thank you," I said. She said, "That's not a compliment." All I said was, "That's more of a compliment than you will ever know." She gave up then. Likely because she knew that I'm not THAT MUCH like Dad--he would never chew her out in public as I was about to if she opened her mouth again.

She has never said another derogatory word about me or Dad in my presence. To my Mom, yes; but not to me. What I would have to say to her is pretty bad. Along the lines of, "I really wish you had died instead of Dad." And yes, I really would say that to her face.

I've known a few old buzzards like this. I've never understood their behavior. They're 4 feet into the grave and stilling being a-holes to one and all. Even if there is no afterworld or day of reckoning, you'd still think they'd want to go out on a high note.

:guffaw:That buzzard comment reminded me of something that our mechanic said the other day over at the office. There was a lot of stuff found at our office and we've been having a garage sale to get rid of some stuff..well a stuffed-animal buzzard was found and the mechanic said: oh look, here's my ex-wife! :lol: I may take a picture of this and send it to her saying: look I found something that reminded me of you! A picture's worth a thousand words! :guffaw: That comment had me laughing for literally twenty minutes. Suffice to say, his family sucks and could care less about him. His wife is always bitching about something and his sons and daughters have very little to do with him(although they will be at Christmas dinner this year!) and only call when they "need something". I pity him..cause his wife showed her true colors when she was helping us at our garage sale this weekend!
 
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