Hooray, come the 13th, it looks like I might be stuck at a family reunion. Most of you don't know that I despise my family, both sides, for many, many reasons.To start things off, for the most part, they are very intolerant people, so once I come out, I'll probably be kicked out...and disowned. Second of all, on my dad's side, I'm one of 3 male cousins born less the a year apart...I'm the middle one. Now, normally you'd think it's only the middle child of one family that gets ignored. WRONG!!! Every time I spend more than twenty minutes with my family, I end up getting blown off by everybody, unless it's my cousins Tasha and Sandy, who take joy in annoying the hell out of me. I generally end up holed away in some backroom, usually my Grandmother's bedroom for my mom's sides reunions or my aunt's office for my dad's. My father is oblivious to this, but my mom notices. She doesn't even like going to the reunions, but still she'll force me to go, despite how miserable I am there. Now, I used to this because it's been happening for years now, but that doesn't mean it hurts any less. Both families ignore me, in fact, when I was 5 I had the only birthday party I ever had. Only my Grandmother from my mom's side showed up. Needless to say, I wasn't happy, and I haven't had a birthday party since. Everybody ignores what happens and every year, my cousins all get birthday parties where I have to go and fake being happy. I'm just so tired off bullshitting my way through this family.