Family Battlefields

All families fight. Maybe not physically, but at some point all families have some kind of disagreement or bickering going on. It happens. We can’t be happy-go-lucky rainbowed unicorns all the time. A smooth sailing life, in my opinion, would just be a bore. And sometimes, bickering can be fun. It’s a chance to get your words and thoughts out there and just express how you’re feeling. But other times, things go way too far. My immediate family always works things out. We don’t hold grudges, we forgive, but we never forget. No matter what, we’re always there to talk things out and support each other.

I can’t say the same about my extended family. I’m not trying to bad mouth anybody here, but I know that some of them have never really cared for me. They think I’m a disrespectful trouble maker, and a bad influence, and blah blah blah. I honestly don’t care what they think of me because I’ve never considered them real family anyway. But lately my extended family, I guess, hates me. Our families had a fight, things were said, people were accused, and it turned into this big dramatic mess. My family talked about it, sorted things out, and let it go because it wasn’t a big deal. And honestly, IT WASN’T A BIG DEAL. It should have never gone as far as it did, but my extended family keeps holding on to it. Basically holding a grudge over me and what happened. It feels like they’re trying SO hard to get me into trouble, but that’s not gonna happen. And because they’re holding this grudge, they’re seriously ruining everything. They’re making certain things difficult and it’s pissing me off. Everybody else has already moved on from it and we don’t care anymore, so I don’t see why they can’t just move on too.

Suck it up, get over it, you’re not gonna get what you want.