When it comes to you hating your own family, something seriously wrong is going on.
I semi-hate my mother. But I won't get into that. (She's just dumb and narrow minded, I'll leave it at that.)
I hate my youngest brother.
I also hate my father. I haven't been around him much. I've been raised in the states, but I'm born in Norway. When we left Norway, my mother and
I, I was only five. My father stayed behind. Not his fault, and that's not the reason I hate him.
He thinks he knows everything so damn well, criticizes me for the things I've done in my past, and makes snide remarks about how I live my life.
Yet, he's in a worse situation then I myself am at. He started a company, but went on vacations every other month for two weeks leaving others in
charge of who ran the business... Yet he wonders how that went to hell. He has several bastard children, one of them with a married woman. But he
continues to belittle me and say how I'm not applying myself and I should 'be more like him'.
But the TWO PEOPLE I HATE MOST in my family, is my younger brother 'Calvin' and my younger sister 'Melissa'.
Here's the deal.
Melissa started going steady with this one guy, 'Rob'. But even though they were going steady, she'd still preform sexual acts with Rob's older
brother. Melissa and Rob lasted a year and a half. After they broke up, Melissa started hanging out with Rob's older brother. He'd spend the
night, they'd do stuff etc. Yet she wanted Rob back, and couldn't understand why he was so pissed off... Well, Melissa and Rob's older
brother are now together. Rob and Melissa had only been broken up a couple or so weeks...
Well, Rob's older brother used to be my best friend. That was until my brother Calvin came back from his visit from the states. Which I didn't
mind, as those two are closer in age. What did bother me is how they claimed I was still 'in the gang' yet I'd constantly be left out of events or
simply 'forgotten'. I grew tired of hearing 'Aw man, we forgot!' Also the lying and going around my back got tiring as well.
Anyways, Calvin and Rob's older brother (known here after as Jay) got into a little argument a couple of months ago. They then stopped hanging out.
Calvin started hanging out with me more and more. Which was nice, as he's my younger brother.
During our hang out times, he'd talk about how Jay needed a serious ass whooping because of all the crap he's been going around talking. And every
day, I'd hear how Calvin hated Jay.
Then BAM! Today, Calvin and Jay are hanging out. I ask Calvin, what's the deal here? You and Jay buds again? Well, the answer I got was
'SORTA...WHATS IT TO YOU?!'
Right, what's it to me? I'm only your brother. I only listened to your constant bitching and moaning about how you wanted to tear a new one to Jay
because of all the 'trash talk'.
I mean, WTF?
Was I in the wrong here or what? I just don't know, and my brother has hurt me more then anyone else has. I used to trust him with everything, I'd
have trusted him with my life. We were REAL close. But after Calvin and Jay started hanging out, they both changed something awful.
I just hate them all, seriously. There is so much backwardness here and people going back and forth in the things they say and do all the time it's
hard to make heads or tails of the situation.
So Calvin, Melissa, Jay... This is it. Last time bro. I trusted you, we were brothers. I've had enough people turn on me in the past five years to
learn that ya'll aren't any good.
When you need an older brother to turn to, don't come here. I'm through with you and everyone else.
Thanks for reading.