As you know, I have an affinity for HATE!!! I love hating things, let me paint you a picture of words, explaining where this comes from. 2009 (i think) Christmas down south in NC; I have a huge project due in my company when we return from break, that i wanted to complete in the car driving with my mom and sister. They both don't let me think for even an hour (trip takes 8 hours). I had no alone time when visiting my family, not that i expected to. Then i begged for us to leave so i could work on my way back to NYC. It turns out that we get stuck in the blizzard in NJ, and my sister is freaking out. Like going absolutely insane, fighting with me about everything. I used all my available money on a hotel while we were in NC, so i had nothing left. My sister booked a hotel for her and my mom, leaving me in the car during the blizzard. Next day: we made it back to nyc; sister fighting with me the entire time, hitting me and screaming, just flipping the fuck out. I had enough by the time we got back to my apartment. I grabbed my stuff and then picked her up and threw her into a huge snow bank. I was let go from my job the following week. 2010: I got a new Job, Sister and I tried to be civil again until Dec 23rd. I was getting ready to goto my moms when she calls and says it was moved to her apartment. (I had a tree and christmas things set up at my moms, been working on it for 2 weeks.) i said the fuck its moved. Were doing this at moms or you dont see me this year, you dont get to just change things bc youre top hung over to travel 45 minutes. I said ok lets do it at my apartment, since it looked like a winter wonderland. She said no, it was decided, i said ok we'll let them decide. Mom and Dad picked Beth. 2011: Didn't goto sisters wedding, didnt see family for any holoday 2012: same deal, nothing 2013: Mom gets ridiculously sick, we move her to a nursing home, Dad fell and had brain surgery... I now live with my dad making sure he doesn't die, however as the only son and the last one to carry my last name, ive been named the head of the family estate. Not my princess sister or Bitch of an Aunt. Me!!! AHC IV Anyway, my aunt and sister are now teaming up saying they wont see my sick parents if im around them. So ive booked a Duplex apartment in Manhattan for the 24th and 25th where i plan on drinking myself into a puddle of human flesh. THIS IS WHY I HATE!!! This is WHY CHRISTMAS SUCKS! This is WHY YOU CANT TRUST ANYONE BUT YOURSELF!!! FUCK YOU FAMILY! FUCK YOU SISTER! Btw - you may think this story is told to you by young kids, im currently over 30 and my sister is 2 years older than me. thats my story on HATE! dW TER4Life
If I see anotherr gif I may lose it (/.\) especially he posted that on my thread three freaking times.
?that was for emoji I'm sorry to hear about this but one day you'll be able to start your own family and enjoy Christmas with them
Why don't you sincerely try to sort out any past differences and move on for the sake of your sick parents? It's certainly the time of the year. I don't think anyone would want to regret that sort of thing.