My mom is far from perfect, but she's awesome; I love my mom. And, fact is, the vast majority of issues she has are entirely my father's fault. Now he's a completely different story. That's... yeah. Screw him.
The only real problem I have with my family at this point (not counting my sociopathic excuse for a father) is the fact that I am the only nerd. As in, I study video games as an art form, plan to go into the industry, and stay inside most of the time because pretty all of my interests and goals involve electronic art forms (not counting reading, I suppose, but that keeps me inside anyway). My sister, on the other hand, uses our two acres of land for her horse and pigs, and is raising a guide dog for the blind. So I end up being involved in a bunch of stuff I'm not interested in or cut out for; it makes sense that I should be helping my family while I'm back from college for summer, but it really, really sucks.
