Nathan Gunn
Striker
I have these thoughts occasionally. I'm the middle child of 3 brothers. My older brother is 26 and youngest one is still a bairn (14) still living at home. Me and my older brother have both moved out and have our own houses. Difference though is i've got a fiance and 2 kids, he's single and has always struggled for friends so doesn't really have a social life. Other than going to the match ever other week he does nothing else outside of work. So my parents make an effort all the time to see him and make sure he's not "left on his own", he regularly spends nights back home at my parents house. If SAFC are at home, his weekend is go to the match on saturday, then jump in the car with my dad to go back to mams. He'll then stay over, have sunday dinner the next day, then get dropped back home late sunday evening. He doesn't drive either so they just taxi him around which really annoys me. If i ever ask for a lift (for a night out for example) there's every chance my mam would have an excuse. That's hard to take when i see him getting lifts every week for no reason other than to stop him being lonely!Anyone else dislike their family? I don't mean your wife and kids; like parents, siblings and all the assorted kids and hangers on that come?
Can't be arsed with any of them, but feel like I'm obligated to make an effort with them. To me they're all unlikeable characters in a film I didn't ask to be the protagonist of.
Fantasise about f***ing off somewhere and putting them in the rear view mirror. I feel guilty, like I'm a bad person; but they're really not good for my mental health.
Honestly, I'm a decent bloke. I'm the type who steps up and helps folk when others don't; I care about people who don't give a toss about me. There's a guy at work who made my life difficult when I started and now I see he's sick as fuck of the place, I should be inwardly gloating, but I feel sorry for him.
But my family... ...I feel nothing. Fuck all. They're a hangnail to me.![]()
They invited me and the kids to meet them at a pub for breakfast yesterday, i assumed the older brother would also be meeting us there. But they turned up with him already in the car (he's stayed the night at home again the night before). This pub was 10 minutes walk from his flat. So rather than just stay at his house overnight and meet us for breakfast, he still got a lift back to mams to sleep there.
I think because they know i have a life away from them now they don't seem to bother anymore unless I initiate it. There have been times i've asked if they'd be able to have the kids overnight occasionally and they've said they can't as the older brother is staying over and taking the spare room.
I've often thought about just telling them where to go and living my life - but then i see my kids love seeing them and spending time with them. So i don't think i could ever do it, but my life certainly wouldn't suffer