I wish
Things could be different with my family. They don’t know or understand me but yet they judge me. All my adult life I’ve been withdrawn (from them) for the most part, but with good reason. Every time I’ve tried to have a relationship with them I’ve gotten burned and burned badly. I really don’t know what it is, but we are very different. My thing is I love to help people, but this is, and has always been a huge mistake when it comes to my siblings. Go figure right? You would think that family would make the necessary adjustments to accommodate for the lack of understanding to keep or maintain an ordinary respectful relationship at the very least. But this isn’t the case.
In all my days on this earth I’ve never seen anything like this. My brothers and sisters can be (please note: “Can be”) as good as gold to no-family members, but when it comes to me,,,,hah. You would think that by their behavior toward me that I was an evil doer lol. It sadness me so, but I will prevail. I must learn except my environment and be what I ought to be. I will not tell you what all they are saying (and doing) about me at this time, but maybe on a later blog.
I believe they have (my siblings) received these traits from my Father. My father was a real Gentleman to others, but he was hell on wheels to his family. The last time I really talked with my father I was seventeen years old and I was at his house. I had purchased him some food because he had been on a drunken stupor for weeks. I also bought him a flat top guitar to fiddle around with. I knew when we were small he used to tinker around a bit playing old Hank songs and stuff, so I thought it could help him get his mind off his troubles. Well long story short, he proceeded to cuss me out, and then took the guitar and busts it across the counter top and kick me out. Other than a few (unreturned) letters that I’ve sent him we don’t have much contact to this day.
I wish things could be different. I really do.
Best wishes to you all from nowhere…..
Vic
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Vic[HEART]
while reading your story, i was wondering if your father (i'll say father, not dad) was an alcoholic. and i saw that he was.
you seem to have all the traits that really matter. you have a wonderful life long partner, and seem to have a great immediate family.
the only thing you, or anyone else in that situation, can do is...BE HAPPY. LIVE A WONDERFUL LIFE. happiness is what what makes them shrivel. you keep being yourself, and keep that large heart of yours. use it on people who DESERVE it. [HEART][HEART][HEART]
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Family can be a life saver and a pain in your life...
I hope this year brings peace to you all! [HEART]
[HEART] What a nasty thing for your father to do.
Had you spent most of your life up til then trying to please him? Did you try to be "good enough?" [HEART] I know what that's like - I never measured up either. My adoptive father disowned me when I was 23. He died 22 years later and hadn't spoken to me or responded to my letters. He never met his grandson. 
That was his loss.
You probably already know your dad isn't worth worrying about, but we both know how hard it is to hold that thought in our hearts.
Sounds like your siblings are a chip off the old block... You are doing the right thing by having little to do with them. I've got cousins that treat me the way your sibs do. After this summer's performance by Bridezilla,
I decided to boot them out of my "family."