I'm slowly growing to hate the holidays because it constantly reminds me how fucked up my family is. Over the last couple of years, my Thanksgivings have consisted of me going to visit my grandmother and step-grandfather because no one else will (my aunt doesn't get along with my grandmother and my mom started a bunch of drama year before last and hasn't been back for a holiday since) and then going to see my dad who spends the entire time smoking, drinking, and telling me how horrible his life is. Last year at Christmas, I basically spent the entire time listening to my mom and stepdad argue with my younger brother, who was 16. I'm certain that this year is going to be even worse after a recent conversation with my stepdad. He said that my brother cursed at my mother and then my stepdad and it actually led to a physical altercation between them. Shit like this makes me look at my family and realize that every one of my relatives is fucked up. The only exceptions are my aunt and my cousin and that's because they married into money. It just seems like I'm destined to fall into the same misery and misfortune that all of my other relatives have.