It's hard enough, trying to get along with strangers, and making decent connections with people. But the myth of family connections...gimme a break! I interacted with a relative today...and she was so aloof and weird. And it's damn heartbreaking. Dammit. Maybe I have just been entertaining the idea thta some of my relatives have hearts and souls? Or maybe they do have hearts and souls (silly me)...but the idea that I have relatives who don't look down on me, and genuinely love and respect me (hah) do exist....maybe that was just a desperate fantasy I had created because I wanted so bad for it to be true?