I've been a little sad recently. I'm missing my family. I'm missing my nieces and my nephew. I really want to spend time with my siblings.
I know that I chose to move my family 2500 miles away. The choice was mine (and my husbands), and we are happy with our choice. We love where we live. We love our new home, we love our new life.
But sometimes, I just miss them, and wish I could just stop into my sister's house and steal away with my niece and nephew for a little bit.
Maybe, it is because nearly every day I am forced to deal with family, but it is not the family it want to deal with. Yeah, I guess I have some (ok a lot) built up resentments toward my MIL and SIL. I guess I just want to spend time with family who love me for being me, and not what they perceive that I can do for them.
I know that I chose to move my family 2500 miles away. The choice was mine (and my husbands), and we are happy with our choice. We love where we live. We love our new home, we love our new life.
But sometimes, I just miss them, and wish I could just stop into my sister's house and steal away with my niece and nephew for a little bit.
Maybe, it is because nearly every day I am forced to deal with family, but it is not the family it want to deal with. Yeah, I guess I have some (ok a lot) built up resentments toward my MIL and SIL. I guess I just want to spend time with family who love me for being me, and not what they perceive that I can do for them.
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I spent some time living far away from my family and was around my (then) husband's family. I know how you feel. I would get really depressed because it wasn't my family and they didn't really give a rat's ass about me. It just sucked.
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