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My father is a manic depressive idiot who continually believes that my mother is having an affair. He moved out all his stuff (well, most of it) and into an apartment, where he constantly complains about how he's broke and has to buy food at the florging 99 cent store.

My aunt is a deadbeat who, in 2008, offered to pay me 10 dollars an hour to look after my Nana at the nursing home, which I would've already done anyway for free but, hey, I needed the money. Of course now she's out of work, when she was ON disability, and she owed me 380 dollars (or something with a 300), for months now, and my dad offered to pay for me. Of course, now HE owes me 715 and I won't be seeing any of that money anytime soon, since he's "broke", no matter how many times I try to talk to him about it.

I haven't even seen my aunt in like a month, much less talked to her, oh yeah, unless you count this wonderful twenty second phone conversation where she basically called my mother a fucking cunt, and then my brother decided to call her and told her off, after wanting to do so for so long.

I am tired of my idiot aunt and I'm tired of my idiot dad and I am tired of cutting him slack just because he's manic depressive. If they aren't going to pay me, fine, I just want the money they both owed me and I am tired of their bullshit!! I am sick of being strung along, I'm sick of my mom's treatment, I'm sick of my brother and the lack of respect he gets from others, I'm sick of my dad's idiot friends feeding his disease, and I'm sick and tired of my aunt thinking that my brother and I are still children and that my mother is poisoning us against my dad. I've had it!! I hate them, I hate my mom, I hate my brother, I hate everyone! I hate this. I want to scream!

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Oh God it feels good to vent to someone. I don't know if I want to cry or punch something.

(Cut and pasted from my DeviantArt journal)

[Edited title to conform with rule 11. Attention seeking posts. - Nightcrawler]

Kid I know nothing about you other than you are quite creative and knowledgeable about DC history. Am I correct or way off in assuming you might be fairly young? Under 20 anyway?

If I am wrong, it doesn't really matter, because what I'm going to say is true either way... HANG IN THERE. It will get better. Maybe not before it gets worse but it will get better.

Until it does, feel free to let it out here all you like.

I'll be twenty this Christmas.

And thank you, everyone.

That's what we're here for...support. We've all had ups and downs, and we stand by each other.

Here, DA, and ff.net.

Get support where you can.

I know, I get support, I sure do, but there are times, even with that support, and comics, and my writing, I feel like I want to claw my eyes off, not just because of how I feel, but because of how my brother and mom must feel. Not my dad, though, I am through cutting him slack.

You need a break from him and his drama, Kid. Maybe a long one, maybe a short one, but a REAL break.

I've envisioned mom and brother going away for a week in the summer and having the house to myself. THAT would be a break.

I hope that happens, I think some alone time (not counting visiting us and your favorite websites) would be massively helpful!

I remember when I was 12 my brother went to sleepaway camp for a week in the summer. Best week of my life.

And then my parents had to drag me with them to go pick him up.

Well, the cool thing is, you are old enough to not be drug ANYwhere now.

I know they owe you some cash, but y'know what you could do, if you get paid or have a little stash somewhere?

Go rent a hotel room and get AWAY. Doesn't have to be fancy, could be one of those $30, $40 deals. Even one night of peace and quiet could do wonders.

Just be sure to take your laptop!

I tried that once, walking out of the house when I finally had enough of the arguing. I didn't know where I would, and I did have second thoughts, but still, as I was leaving, there was a Chinese food delivery guy at the front door, I had to direct him to the side door to my parents tenant (or should I say former tenant, who is currently suing them). I took as a sign that the big guy upstairs wanted me to stay to lend some common sense. God knows how hard that's getting.

Well I'm off to bed but here's hoping tomorrow brings you some peace and quiet, Kid. I'm rooting for you! Keep us posted please.

I will. Thanx.

Well, this has picked my spirits up a bit.

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5801878/1/Tasting_Miss_Kittys_Cakes_The_Aftermath

let me tell you Having FAMILY SUCKS

while i dont want to compare my Sicth with yours. two years ago i was living Quite happily on my own a whole state away, i came back to a house i moved out of in 7th grade because my step mom was both psychically and mentally abusive
now my step mom had managed to ruin lots of important days for me, she had me in tears on the first day of collage. my parents didn't bother to visit me once while i was in school even though i was an hour and half away not even on X-mas. (i ha no car i couldn't get to them) and yet they will dive half way across the world for my younger siblings for Track, or any sport they play. i was working three jobs to pay rent. it was hard, i was tired always and sometimes i needed a little help so i wouldn't starve. they got me to move back because they had convinced me they had changed

THEY DIDN't, they never will. as much as i want, as much as we prayed and beg and cry over it parents don't change.

my step mom was still the angery, crazy bitter woman who hates me-she has flat out told me she dosen't like me and she never will. my step mom is a bitter person who had to grow up cause she was the oldest sibling, who was pregnant at 19, who was divorced before she was 25. SHe hates that her son, and two step kids don't have the same level of responsibility that she did at her age.

my father is a man who just wanted a son, all he got was girls- my father just dosen't want to be bothered and he wants his kids to move out and not ask him for money.

my mother steals money from me kill my credit before i was 18. who when aggravated could be just as psychically abusive as my step mother

my older siblings my step brother hates me so much he cant be in the same room with me for more then five minutes- i think ive had two conversations with him my whole life.

my big sister is a catty bicth for no reason- who along with my brother thinks that the money i fought with my partents to help me get to school was just given to me-by the way i had to fight tooth and nail for it and i was still stariving half the time.

two of the three little sisters i have- epic bicths.

my parents make me feel fat (im 5'2- 5-3'ish weigh 125-135) they make me feel ugly they make me cry...

okay getting to my point here...the best family i have are my friends- my boss and his wife has been a better big brother big sister to me then mine ever has, my best friends parents- make me feel like i'm at home when i visit him- my best friend suz? i probably would have killed myself at some point last year if it wasn't for her.

one of the miles stones in life(at lest to me) is realizing im never going to get that 'im sorry'.

that all i can do is just put space between us. and not let them infect me any more with there poison. bitterness and hate,

Wow, I, I'm sorry to hear that.

In all honesty, I think my brother has suffered more because of my dad then I have. I can't imagine being in a situation like that. I'm sorry if that sounded rude.

are you and your bother close?

it sucks, it really does, its heartbreaking as well your hole life your taught, school-tv-books-hell even church- that if you love your family they will love you back and you can do anything with that

but its not a truth

your family are people- who are screwed just as bad as badly as you are. who love ya- but can hate you just as much if not more, who carry baggage and pride and resentment. and the only reason you put up with them is some day you might need a fucking kidney or liver

Well, we annoy each other, and when he really gets on my nerves I can say some cruel things. But we care about each other and can confide in one another.

We never call each other by our first names. We always call one another "brother".

The truth is, the other person in this who is suffering is my grandpa. He lives downstairs and he's been acting as sane as I have, but it's hard for him, too, with so much time my mom's spent out of the house, but she's gradually being home more, between work and with her friends, at least she has support.

I'm crying. I really am. But it's good tears. You guys on here, and the guys on DA, and Nei...

I'm gonna go now, thank you, guys, for tonight.

I got up this morning thinking about you, Kid. When I get home from work this evening, I hope to see how your day went and I pray that it was better today.

Sarcasm & Kidflash2fan, you both sound like you've had it tough for quite awhile, so let me echo what others have said and hang in there. You can't chose the family you're born with but over time you can help create a family for yourself full of friends and people who truly care about you (and vice versa).

Legion World is a great way to vent to others about these things as well as find a great distraction from the daily grind.

right now im fine, i wasnt trying to vent lord knows i vent to any one who will listion (new rule at work i can only complain 3 times a day and it has to be under a half hour each time, which is sort of funny if you know me cause i bitch and moan and complain alot.)

in 22 days im moving out and while there are days that date can't come fast enough. right now it has me on pretty constant good mood

as some one who is in a sicth that is hard and sucks sometimes again all me could be diffrent for other people, some times you need to other people to say it family sucks-they are going to keep doing what they do regardless what you say or do- and its not you its them

good example of that-my parent hate my job they think working in comics is stupid, that its a hobby- that i was better working at macys full time.(Cause working retail gets you places) so one day when my things had gotten a bit rough my step mom asks me after a lot of yelling at me 'what is one thing i can do that can make things easier between us' i asked her to stop complaining about my job.(i cant sit in a room with them with out some form of bitching side remark or flat out you need a new job remark) her response 'but i hate your job' proof that she is the with the problem not me