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Friday, April 27, 2012

Just a little sad

You know what makes me crazy? How few relatives have bought my book. Friends I don't care as much, I mean it hurts because I support them in every way but honestly, whatever. It's the family members who really get me. People who are bound to me by blood and are supposed to support me, DON'T. Cousins, uncles and aunts. Oh and lest we forget my grandfather. No no, he couldn't be bothered to buy my book. It just hurts. But I can't seem to bring myself to say it. My friend, Lesley, tells me that it's such an accomplishment to write a book and put it out there but...I think it's because of my family that I don't care. My mom brought it up and Thanksgiving and it was honestly met with a "Well, la dee dah" from my uncle and my grandpa's wife going "Well we just don't buy things on the internet. Maybe if it was in a real store..."

And it's times like that when I look at my friends who are adopted and want to know the people they are genetically bound to and say "You're better off without them." Because my relatives suck. The people I've adopted as my family are so caring and I love them. My best friends would support and defend me to the end of time. Whereas my extended family would be at the front of my lynch mob.

Not my immediate family. My mom, dad and sister are good, real family. But most everyone else...

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