Families

They have finally left!

My family lives several thousand miles away, I wonder sometimes if this is for the better or for the worse.

When they come and stay it is usually for a couple of weeks. During this time the mood goes from cordial to aggressive. My family and I have nothing in common.

My brother still lives with my parents, despite being a few years older than me, I have been married now for 10 years, away from home a few more. He is a carbon copy of my parents which I think is ruining his chances of getting a real personality.

My parents drive me nuts. They argue, all the time, if they hadn’t been doing it for 35+ years I would think that they are heading for a divorce, but they carry on.

While they are here we have to be on tender hooks, no swearing, no mess, no wandering around in our underwear. The stress level rises every day (a couple of trips ago it was enough to give me panic attacks). The last day they were here hardly anyone talked, it had gotten that bad.

I see a lot of people very happy with their families, they love to see them.

Are these people weird or am I?

Have I created this emotional distance by adding physical distance or have I saved my self from the drudgery they have?

Do they just not get the bigger picture of the world or do they just not see the bigger picture exists?

Anyway….. Free again, another few months till we see them again.