Don't ever mention your family to me

Just a word of advice. Unless you are a maiden who wants to marry me, do not ever mention your family to me. The maiden’s family who will be my in-laws are the only ones I will ever tolerate, and not because I want to, because it is important to her. If she does not care about that, all the better. I would not expect that or ask that of her, but I will not let her family disrespect me or belittle me like my own family does, and if they do I will show them no respect in return when I destroy their lives with a few words.

I hate family. Absolutely despise the very concept. It is the most unpleasant, repulsive, and reviled concept in my life. Nothing is more wrong to me than family. Is that normal? No. That is horribly wrong, but it is my reality. I cannot change that. I cannot change people. I cannot turn back time. I cannot help people who will not help themselves.

So… never mention your family relatives to me as though I will understand, care, or empathize with the feeling because I will not. That is impossible for me because of how hateful my family is toward me, and I don’t particularly care.

They want me to interact with them so they can feel better while I feel worse because of how they think of me. Do you know what that is called? Parastic. They are psychic vampires, but vampire is too good of a word for them. They are leeches, parasites, and evil scum who I will not degrade myself for their benefit ever again, nor did I ever by choice. I simply did not know that was the case until I became an adult and learned the truth about life.

Now, I will have nothing to do with them. I will not speak to them, visit them, or even think about them. That makes me feel good, and I don’t give a shit about their feelings because they are not family to me. They are strangers, enemies, hostile beings that I cannot abide. They are not trusted, they are not respected, they are not wanted, they are nothing but stink and filth that I will not allow in my life.

It crossed my mind yesterday how awkward their “gatherings” must be now that I am not there to be looked down upon as some less than human creature who will never belong to society and thus they pity. To hell with that! That is not true! They are wrong, and they are the ones who will never belong in society! They are the ones who make themselves less than human creatures and will never be welcome in my home just as I was never welcome with them.

Their friends and distant relatives probably wonder, “how is Nick doing? Where is he?” Then the silence, so awkward and toxic it could clear all pests from the home with the fumes of an exterminating gas. That is all I will allow myself to think about because it sounds awful, and I want nothing to do with them.

I’ve got my own life, and if I can’t make it work, then I will die knowing I did my best, but that society and my nation failed me, and I will not be to blame. I will have no shame, guilt, or regret for being unable to do on my own what civilization is supposed to do for everyone.

So… that’s life for me. Unless you want some extreme hate being projected toward your family because of how little I want to know about your relationships, which is nothing at all, do not mention them. If you will talk about such people, do not bring them up in conversation as relevant because they are family. Simply address them as other people who may as well be total strangers if you did not know them personally. I will never be able to accept your family concepts with understanding or peace. They are highly unpleasant to me.

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