I wrestled with myself this morning over whether or not to show up at my brother's house for a family get-together. With my family, I am never sure what to expect. Five minutes after I arrived, my mother and I got into a fight. I should have left, but as I was walking out the door she persuaded me to stay. So I sat on the couch for a couple of hours, feeling completely out-of-place.

As soon as I got into my car, the dam burst. I cried all the way home and I'm crying now. It just ain't worth it. I need to stay away from those people.