I've Done Great Without You

I’m supposed to call you my family? Pfft. Honestly, you all fit perfectly in the classification of ‘strangers’.

‘Strangers’ is actually a perfect word to describe you pack of selfish asswholes. Over the years, the pictures of your faces have slowly erased from my memory. If I passed you whilst on the street, I would not recognise you. If you called my name, I would turn around in response, but never to see anyone. If you were to wave or smile at me, I would return the favour as to any other unfamiliar person, but wonder, in confusion, for a while, as to whether I knew you or not. Really, I don't know any of you. Just your names, and that's about it.

It’s Christmas time now. Approximately 7 years from when this whole fight broke out. Christmas is a time where family are supposed to be in each others comfort, and to be spending time with each other. Christmas is a time of love, but obviously not in your opinion. It was a stupid Christmas party, which was what triggered this atomic bomb. And from that, it’s grown and grown. You kept on doing crap that hurt my mother and father. You all kept disadvantaging us, like you had my whole life, before this fight blew up. And you ask why. Why did we cut off the relationship? It’s simply because my mother and father did not want to be part, and we’re protecting my brother and myself, from a family that kept squishing us down, that kept making us bow down to the ‘leader’. We we’re held back from a family, which in reality, was not a family.

It’s been 7 years since I’ve talked to you, or seen you. Though there have been times, for our grandmothers sake, were we’ve met up. If we were ever together, it was always my family on one side of the table, or in the corner of the room, and everyone else crowding the room. If we ever talked, it was always awkward, and we answered each other in short, silly little answers. With family conversations, it should be the complete opposite. But in reality, we were never a real family.

Over these 7 years, I’ve lived my life, I’ve moved on, and I’ve done quite fine without you. I’m sure, in future, I’ll do great without you. And you all no longer have a place in my heart. I think it was best, and I agree with my parents, with stopping this relationship continuing. It honestly wasn’t worth progressing.