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All my family are spazzes/control freaks. My brother and I are the black sheep (he recently admitted one of the reasons he moved to Seattle was to get away from my mom, haha). I don't feel the need to keep talking louder 'til someone eventually hears me over their loud talking, and bicker over the most petty bullshit. Sis acts like she's a rebel/badass until she's around my mom, then acts like a little brat bitching to my mom about any little dissatisfaction she may have about anything, and my mom just caves like she always has to try and appease her. Add alcohol to the mix. My nerves were fried long before I started this thread actually.
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