I’ve been blogging for a long time, now, and something you’ve never seen me do really is blog about my family. I think I have mentioned a few times that I harbor a deep hatred for most of them and a mere disgust for others, but there are a couple of them that I love very much. I figured that I would share them with you although it is very hard to do so. Sometimes, it’s hard to think about them or speak about them but it’s almost impossible for me to see pictures of them.
But, I’m going to post some even though it sends me into hysterics and Dean will come home later and be dealing with a basket case who cannot get over her past. So…. here they are:
This is my biological father, Mike. You may remember him from this post where I confess that if I were to ever kill a man, it would be him. There is nothing more to say about Mike.
This here is my biological mother, Minnie and her husband, Dave who she married after my dad went to prison. Minnie is a sweet woman, but has been very battered and abused. Still, you know she cares. She is center in this picture and the goofy bastard to her left is Dave. The guy to her right is some dude they know.
This is my adopted mom, Sue. She is at the pool on vacation with all of the grandchildren that she has something to do with… which is all but my kids. She is an awful woman and I loathe her. With her seated right to left are Kaitlyn, Mia, Jack and Sydney.
This is my heart breaker, right here… my dad and his second wife, Marybeth. Marybeth was a family friend for as long as I can remember and she taught English at the school where my dad was the principal. She actually was MY English teacher when I was in the ninth grade and I adored her. She is a great lady but we don’t speak anymore because my dad and I don’t speak. This is a picture of them at their wedding, which I wasn’t invited to and didn’t know had happened until months later.
My oldest brother, Scott and his wife, Amy. Scott and Amy are the parents of Sydney and Kaitlyn. I didn’t like Amy for a long time, especially after she kicked me out of her wedding because six months prior to it, I dyed my hair green. She got scared that I would do it again right before the wedding and as a result, I was the only family member to not be in the wedding party. Even though my hair was immediately dyed back to brown and even though my brother Brian told them that if they kicked me out, he wouldn’t come at all. It was a mess. I don’t know about those two, really. I don’t talk to them anymore, but I remain fairly neutral.
Jeff…. father of Jack and Mia and husband to Erin. I don’t want to talk about him.And, yes ladies… I know that he is hot.
This is Brian and Amy.. the only brother who I still talk to and his awesome wife. I love her family so much that I wish they would just adopt me already. These two have been together since the seventh grade and don’t know yet if they want kids. They flip houses for a living and Bri is a contractor while Amy is an interior designer. They are very down to earth and it’s because they spend most of their time with her side of the family. They are shown in this picture with a four year old Matthew and a ten month old Owen.
This is my older sister Jessica and my younger brother, Michael. Jess is 11 months older than I am and has it in her head that I rely on her for guidance or something but she has it all wrong. She is HIV positive and has a freak husband named Sony and a little girl Olivia’s age named Madison. Michael is insane. Really. I’m not joking. He’s also autistic which accounts for his insanity.
Somewhere in this mess of people are my two younger sisters, Cyndie and Michelle. Cyndie is in the middle in the striped shirt and Michelle is the one on the far left in the blue shirt. She is the one who looks like a much fatter version of me.
My Aunt Lin and Uncle Dick…. my Aunt Lin was another victim of my mother’s brutality. She is my mom’s youngest sister and my mom was so awful to her that my Aunt, like myself, disowned the family. Then, she met Dick and found happiness and they are two of the most amazing people on the planet. I am very happy for their happiness. We talk a lot. They are shown here with Matt and Owen.
So… that’s them. My fucked up family. Now, when I freak out and curse them all, you will be able to put faces with names.
Good riddance to the majority of them, the fuckers.