Before I get started, I want you all to know, that I am practicing kindness towards my shitty family.
That said, the devastation that poverty brings is significant!
As I look back at growing up with my cousins and all of their parents (on one side of the family), I am reminded of the horrors of growing up poor.
All of the adults in this dynamic were employed, but none of them had an education.
Personally, I feel as though if you want to work, you shouldn’t be making total peanuts. Education or no education.
None of my family ever reaches out to me or anyone I am close to.
I’ve done plenty of reaching out on my own, but they just do not reciprocate.
It’s sad; and, I personally blame poor role models, a lack of desire for healing/personal development, as well as (of course), all of us growing up impoverished.
I mean, is it normal to only see one another at the “more important” funerals?
Weddings are also overlooked.
And, sadly, I think that this is fast becoming the way that it is!
Maybe it’s just me, but I wonder…
How did you all grow up, and how do you get along with your (close and extended) family today?