Okay well, I wasn’t quite sure how to do this but background info seems to be a good start. Because we all know you need to know the growing up situation to understand somewhat of the situation to this date. So we have the parentals, one of which didn’t really factor into the equation as it seemed he wasn’t too bothered with what went on which also could’ve played in the divorce later on but that doesn’t affect me, at least I don’t think it does. Then we have 2 siblings, one of which to this day I still cannot remember having even a remote fondness for. So let’s go with female parental of Fem, female sibling of Sib 1, male sibling of Sib 2. That should cover it until we get to the inlaws of which the brother-in-law will be BIL.
Now first off we have the Fem who is nosier than I don’t know what and I try to stay away as much as possible but even that doesn’t work well sometimes. She’s a piece of work. As a quick insight into this, growing up we were not allowed any candy, sodas, etc except on special occasions. For me, if I asked for a sandwich I got essentially ridiculed and asked how fat I was planning on getting. Now mind you at 5′8 when I graduated high school I only weighed a buck o’5 (that’s 105 lbs for you nonslang folks) so being that tall svelt doesn’t cover how I looked and buying size 0 jeans were hard to come by. Needless to say that’s not an issue now as I have gained some weight but it is always there in the back of your mind.
Sib 1, I dunno, you grow up, then you grow apart. Not much to say to each other nowadays. More in depth of growing up and now later, nothing traumatizing.
Sib 2, annoying prick, seems he always was. Always pushed my buttons which he still does if I don’t just ignore him and if I could select amnesia for some people I’d choose him.
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