Mostly consist of my brother and my mother, it's like the only way they can communicate with each other is by fighting. Weather it's from constant point outs of flaws, or talking about each other under their breath, it's the same damn thing.

Often times I want to help and stop the fighting, but then they pull me into the argument and it gets just as bad, then i often have to choose sides, which I don't like.

But I hope everyday that there is still hope, I love both my brother and my mother, and they love me to. I just pray for a miracle.