No, I'm Not A Family Person, Don't Call Me Weird

No, I'm Not A Family Person, Don't Call Me Weird

Blood isn't always thicker than water.

Family is a very complicated thing. There is never a time where everyone gets along.

They are always asking questions you don't want to answer, and they're usually judging your life choices even though they are the ones who shouldn't be.

Even so, most people are pretty close with their families, especially those in smaller towns like I grew up in.

My mom calls my Nana at least two times a week. My aunt calls my Nana every morning. My stepmom talks to her mom for hours every day, and my dad calls his parents once a week.

And they all see each other almost as often.

I, on the other hand, just came home for the first time since August, and I'm perfectly content with that. I have never been that close with my family, and the older I've gotten the more I stay away. I have my reasons, just like everyone else.

But, I often find that people look at me weirdly when I tell them I am not a family person.

"How can you not be close to them?" they ask me.

"You can't choose your family," they say, "might as well make the most of it."

"Blood is thicker than water."

Yeah, I call bullshit.

Don't get me wrong, I love my family, I really do. I want to see all of them when I'm home. I appreciate all of them and everything they do for me. But we have our drama like all families do.

And that drama has made me realize that sometimes they aren't there for my best interest.

My boyfriend is very close to his family. He and his sister tell their mom almost everything, and they always do things together. They talk to the rest of the family fairly regularly, too.

It has taken me a little while to get used to how close his family is. I know not everyone has family issues, but it seems more common than not nowadays.

It has always blown my mind that some people actually get along with and genuinely like their family.

I prefer talking to my family a few times a month. More so just for their sake so they know I'm still alive.

Some I don't talk to until I come back home from the semester. This year I didn't even go home for Thanksgiving break – I went to my boyfriend's.

It's not that I don't want to see them. It's because I don't want to deal with the questions and drama that comes with them – the reminders of all the things that have happened over the past year.

Things have happened this year that never should have happened. And for that reason, I choose to stay away.

They mean well, but sometimes they are worse than high school girls. They can be petty and nasty.

I love seeing my family, but I have no issue with not seeing them for long periods of time. It's just how I keep my sanity and make sure I'm not surprised when more shit goes down.

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Hello, 20, I Can't Wait To See What You Offer Me

The past 19 years were a blessing and I cannot wait to see what 20 has in store for me.


Turning twenty is nothing special. My birthday was just another day, but, when I look back on the past nineteen years of my life, I see how special everything is.

In the past year alone, I have seen the most growth in myself. I found a better sense of who I am and who I want to be. I surrounded myself with better people and stepped away from toxic people. I pushed myself to try new things and trust in God more.

I remember being a little girl, fishing with my dad, playing with Barbies and being read bedtime stories every night.

I remember looking in the mirror as a little girl and picturing myself looking like my mom as a teenager and an adult.

When I was asked what I wanted to be when I grew up, I always said I wanted to be a ballerina, play hockey and make wine. Then in high school, I was asked what college I wanted to go to. In college, I am asked what I am majoring in. Now, I am asked what I am going to do after college and my friends and I are talking about retirement plans and weddings.

I have come so far from my dreams as a little girl, but the end goal is still the same: be happy.

When we are little, we hold our parents' hands in the parking lot, we go to them when we have a bad dream and we run to their arms when we have had a bad day. Now, I am nearly completely on my own.

My mom doesn't wake me up in the morning, so if I sleep through my alarm, I am screwed. My parents aren't holding my hands anymore so if I get lost or trip, I have to pick myself up and find my own way. When I have a long day and it just seems like everything is falling apart, I have to get myself together.

We rush to grow up and be on our own.

Then we get bills and we get fired from our job and we run out of clean clothes to wear and the dishes pile up and we realize that growing up isn't all we dreamed it would be. I know that no matter how old I am, I will still call my parents asking for help and I will still sit in my mom's lap. Because I am learning that adults don't know what they are doing, they just aren't afraid to ask questions.

There are a lot of people that start asking me what I will do after school, where I want to live, when I will get married and when I will have kids. I promise myself not to rush further into adulthood. I want to enjoy each day without worrying about tomorrow or the next 10 years. I will appreciate living in a dorm, stressing out over exams and eating copious amounts of ramen because the stressors I will face in the next 10 years will make me miss these moments.

So, when I blow out the candles on my birthday, I wish for happiness, not only for myself but for my friends and family.

I wish for strength because the next few years are not going to be easy. I wish for guidance, because I know I can't do it on my own. I wish for more laughs, more smiles, more puppy kisses and more memories.

I hope that 20 is the best year yet and I can't wait to see how much I change in the next year.

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