Good. This holiday is over.

It was enjoyable for an hour or two.

But, now, it's as if I've already begun the experience-purge process in order to forget bullshit as to preserve myself mentally.

I just kind of hope down the road my mom admits that I'm a bastard, and am actually the son of the milkman or someone I don't have to converse with.

Also, passive aggressively-formulated, manipulative questions don't sit well with me no matter how old you are, who you are or just how sweet you pretend to be.

And fuck guilt trips. I'm protecting you all from mental implosion and immense sadness by telling you all my sister has always done her own thing when she wants to do it, and that is why she is being selfish and not calling you all. It's the better option over saying that she has specifically said, for no specific reason, that she is "done with" you all, and is living across the country with her girlfriend and her new child which you don't know about. Plus, it's her job to sort of fill you in that she now has a family and is a lesbian, and she hasn't done so because she's kind of a narcissistic asshole herself. Also, in her defense, none of this is a big deal at all but most of you are heartless simpletons and it's probably not worth her time. Although, I would like to remove myself from the middle of the trainwreck. Thanks.

Ok, I feel better.