So a bunch of in laws decided to spend the night at my house. Two of which got drunk. I had filming to do for a class, otherwise I wouldn't graduate. Finished but it was the last time I would ever see my friends again, at least these.
My in laws came to pick me up because my parent were away. One was drunk and impatient and haggled me the whole ride home.
Ended up in my room, criticized me for still playing video games at the age of 18. Asked what I wanted to be in life and then shot it down continually. Asked if I had a girlfriend, still hurt from losing what I felt to be the love of my life (she moved to Florida) the proceeded to call me a pussy.
Ended up punching one of them in the face but couldn't kick them out of my house, instead just out of my room.
I hate family. The word means nothing to me. The only family I care about is the one I start.