Family isn’t everything
Ever since I was young, all I have been told is family is everything. Family will never let you down. Family are the only true people who love you. Bullshit.
On Wednesday, it marked one year since my Granddad (mum’s father) died. So please take a guess at how many of my uncles rang my grandma (who has been staying with us since April for a while) on such an important day. On that day, out of the 4 uncles I have, not 1. One of my uncles (the one in Singapore) rang the Saturday before so he is exempt from this post but yea. Take a guess for out of the 6 grandchildren they have how many of us rang home (well the ones who can use a phone since the others are too young), 2. My sister and I. That’s it.
Before I go on this isn’t an ego post to show I am perfect this is a fuck you post. Fuck you to my uncles who have sat there and preached about how better they are than us, since apparently my mother (who brought us up properly you know not backwards) let us go and made us completely westernised.
Did you hear that fuck you.
