You Are Your Family

This is for those who complain about going home for the holidays and always want to rush back to wherever you get to hide the real you for the rest of the year.Here’s a thought:  I’m realizing the more time I spend at home around my family I’m actually the pain in the ass. I spend all this time telling my mom to get her shit together and do something to stay active and make sure her brain is attempting to function at it’s highest level possible and then I think–”Wait, she raised me and my brother, went through 3 suicides in her family, lost her husband and her parents taught public school in the hood for 25 years and still kept it together.” So let me say this to all of you out there who get annoyed at your loved ones just by sitting next to them. Take a breather and a step back. You’re not them and they’re not you. love them for what they are and get your attention back to you because being a nag isn’t going to help anyone….oh and make sure you’re not that person that loves to help others to get the attention off the fact that you might need more help than us all. It’s like some weird chemical reaction that happens when Im home. I sit down. mom enters kitchen, stares out the window and I yell at her to read out loud because it improves brain function. Fuck me. Who do I think I am? I’ve smoked weed since 7th grade and Im going to tell my mom to improve her brain function? Someone needs to punch me in the face. Again. The last time I got hit in the face it was a very organized sit down so this time just randomly surprise me for yelling at my family to be better.