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Moar Family

So my family hunted me down and dragged me out of my room and out to dinner. I REALLY hate these people. I had a little break down on the way there and even cried a bit (reiterating the I really hate these people bit.) I refused to get out of the car when we go to the restaurant and only got out when they were finally seating us. I made awkward conversation with people and really just sat there and ate my burger. At he end, it was a lot of awkward hugs and when I wen to hug my aunt, she even looked at me awkwardly and said "oh okay" before leaning in for a half-hug. Why can't my family either approve of me or get the hell out of my life?!

My mother was the one that came in and dragged me out. Nobody else paid attention to me except her and my dad. I hated everyone there except for them ad my grandma and they hate me back! Why do we have o pretend to like each other?! My mom kept saying "You have to make an effort to get to know them" and I'm like "They've had seventeen years to try to get to know me and they haven't" at which my mom promptly shut up.

I need better family. I'm tired of all of the awkward family visits.
~R

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