This is my first entry, and how fitting its about how alike you are with someone in your family. This is something that I have been dealing with my entire adult life. See at first I thought I was a lot of my mom, and I resented her for it. I hated the anxiety that I inherited from her, but other than that we are nothing alike. The person I am most like is someone I barely know, or ever will know. He is my father. I Someone I barely know, and yet I feel like I know everything about him. I can feel him when I get angry, I’ve inherited his anger problems, when I drink and lose control, I’ve inherited his alcoholism, when I drive the people I love away from me, because I also inherited his paranoia and can’t seem to trust anyone around me. I am completely and utterly by myself, but I do not blame him because we are alike, how was he supposed to know that I would receive all these negative things about myself. I have no one to blame but my own self for everything that has or will happen.