baylee moved to tomarang to help her grandma with the shop and renting apartments

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baylee moved to tomarang to help her grandma with the shop and renting apartments
little fun fact about me: im technically the eldest child, middle child, youngest child, and an only child
so I have a younger brother and an older sister but theyre both half siblings on opposite ends
I woke up crying rn
btw if my mama(my grandma) dies i will kms by how much iove her
All my cousins sisters niece and nephew got to the large table before me ( I think k maybe they did it on purpose to shut me out) then I go to the "adult" table (aunts and uncles) and they barely talk to me. Older than sisters and cousins by 4 years or more and 20 y younger than the older ppl ... I never belonged with either. Never with anyone. I was sitting there thinking, I should end my life. No future. No one likes me. No way to get them to. It just is what I am.
Lol mom said one of the biggest fights grandpa and my aunt (oldest on mom's side) had was on a trip out west. They fought over which dog was the biggest, a great Dane or Saint Bernard.
One thing to know about our family, we (most) have tempers. One of the many characteristics, but a large part of moms growing up. Some people more than others, the kind that dont back down. Mom got some of this but mainly as the middle is the peacemaker.
That's not even all of us 😧
Currently reading World War Z. I shared this page because I have family from Barbados.
Uncle Michael
I honestly believe I have the coolest uncle. He’s the only adult who has asked me what I wanna do with my life, and given me advice on how to pursue it. I made him a cup of coffee and he asked what I wanna do after high school. People have asked me this before but they’ve never really… Cared I guess. I told him I wanna go to college and become a writer and maybe live in New York for a while. He then mumble “I’d kill myself.” With a chuckle. He explained how he lived in Atalanta and hated it cause traffic. I reminded him that everyone drives cars there and no one drives in New York unless they’re paid to. He nodded and encouraged me to start a blog so I can practice and he told me that’s what most writers start with. I smiled. I love him. He’s very funny and can do many accents and impressions. He’s really a great guy. I don’t understand why his wife left him for a 50 year old. That’s creepy to me. But to be honest, I didn’t like her much anyway.