Showing my hand....
I am an asshole, just so you know.
My Uncle passed away recently, and honestly I have sympathy for the situation, but not for the man. I feel bad about this. It's like I have all these concerns and worries over people I care about, but little to nothing for the rest, even if they are members of my family.
Family is supposed to be first. I have always been taught that. No matter what happens in life they are always there for you. It sounds great in a book, and in a hallmark card, but while having this notion drilled into me I have witnessed the reality. There is no one in the world so well equipped to hurt you as family. They know all the secrets, all the weaknesses.
They are always the first in line with their hand out, or standing just far enough in the distance like lurking vultures, ready to take whatever they can get. That is family, and you can't choose the assholes that surround you.
For those of you who don't know. I work with my family, well a good portion of them, my two sisters and my Aunt. I live with my parents and the same two sisters, so I am around them 24 hours a day.It was okay for a long time, but for the last two years or so it has become increasingly... problematic.
All anyone around me does is bitch and moan about things they have no control over, or bitch for the art and sake of bitching. As if it is a sport or something to make the day more interesting.
They tell me I'm always in a bad mood. I don't think I am, I mean how can a person who remains quiet be in a bad mood? Well other being tired of a situation to the point it probably seeps out of my pores.
I don't think I'm a bad guy, but all I ever hear is how I am in foul mood from all directions. Yet if I ever smile I get snarls all around asking me "Why in the hell am I so happy?"
I dunno, I guess I am unhappy and I just recognize it as normalcy, only ever catching happiness on the back of a summers twilight.
If so, here's to those golden days, when dreams where young and anything was possible. The days when the world was mine, before time took it away.
In other news....
I have friends, and in connection with said friends; I have a roll of duct tape and a cactus. I'm not afraid to use them.
catch y'all on the flip side
steve
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