Families are that obnoxious grandma who screams and yells for her cigarettes, and the mother who has more mental breakdowns then a institutionalized lunatic. You know that you should't have to deal with them, yet you do and willingly at that. To the Fathers that show little to no interests in there son's new passion , to the Aunt's that cry openly at public places after a rough day, families are what make up the society that so many claim are flawed. We struggle at times with people we rather don't care for, and hope to never see again, yet at the same time your brother argues and annoys a complete stranger only to come home to your acceptance and love.
We can hate the same kind of people that we live with, and yet the people we live with are much more bearable then the ones we make quick exchanges with on the street. If we cannot stand the rude driver we happen to get behind on the highway, then how are we able to deal with the sister who is an incredible aggressive driver.
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