Family Matters.

I think my house is one of the oldest homes where someone still lives in it. I am not talking about the 1800s homes, I love those, but I am talking about my house being from the 1980s. Nowadays, something is always going wrong. Everything either breaks at once or little by little and we never have the money to freaking fix it so we basically get the job done our self. Right now we have no water running because the water bill is spiking everything month because there is a leak. Tomorrow my dad will hopefully fix it and all will be ok again... until the next thing breaks.

With that said, I will now talk about what I kind of had planned to say. I am pretty sure my family is way closer than any other family. When my siblings and I were younger, everyone was always fighting. Since being in high school to now that everyone is older, my family never keeps anything a secret. We tell one another everything because we have all probably been through it or we are all adults so we can handle it. In a way we all act like siblings to each other, I think. We do not seem to care much about privacy, we leave the door open when we use the restroom. We do not care because there is no reason to be scared to pee in your own home haha. Our house has always been that way. We also have family night, pretty much every night and watch television together. All of us have a lot of things in-common, so we all like the same shows. Everyone is pretty knowledgeable in the news so we can chat about that for hours when it is storming. (My dad turns off the power and we all sit in the sun-room/living room, I never know what to call it). On that note, when I find a guy to marry, if I am not comfortable being open and being my self, I cannot marry him. We both have to be comfortable to be us or it will not work for me. I am not going to lock the bathroom door, turn on the sink and shower just to use the restroom, you know what I mean? I have been used to being open with my family since I was born. I would love that everyone had the experience I have with my family. We do not judge one another, none of us are perfect. My brother and sister are 22 and are of course free to drink in the house. My mom does not drink but does not mind that the rest of us do, not me of course, I am not old enough. I am a good person, I know better. I do not know where I am going with this anymore, but I love my family more than the world because of how I was raised. I think I turned out to be a great 'lady' ha, although I have anger problems like my dad but that is no big deal.

-SourBurglar