I basically have no relationship whatsoever with most of my extended family. The only family members I have anything to do with are my Mawm and my alcoholic older brother. I’ve got 3 other brothers and a sister, plus 6 half-siblings, aunts and uncles, cousins, nephews and, of course, nieces that I think the world of. One by one, they cut off contact with me.
I could pursue a relationship with some or all of them, but I choose not to because of how they treated me in the past. I idolized my siblings when I was growing up, and once we were all grown up and I was making good money in the Septic business my siblings took advantage of me and really messed my head reet up. That caused me to spin completely out of control, leave the state to try and start over, and fall victim to a dishonest media organization and a “perverted justice” system. I nevah even menta dewit!
Anyway, sometimes I miss my family members, but then I remember all the times I tried to buy their love with money. I remember giving them $700 worth of work on their houses or $500 for heating oil or for Christmas presents for their kids. I told all of them that if they wanted to repay me, all they’d have to do is bring me a pawt of their homemade Mac&Cheese, or meetbawls, or deviled aigs. That’s awl ANY of them had to do to show their appreciation for AWL I did for them and you know what? I never saw the meetbawls, never saw the deviled aigs, and I never saw the macaroni and cheese.
Fuck my family, except Mawm, of course.