After quite a long period of peacefulness in my family, I knew I didn't have to wait to long for another conflict. It happened yesterday, and it changed everything.
It started just between two people, soon it involved everyone. (Including me, though not directly.)
It shouldn't have and shouldn't be affecting everyone. The reason it was having an easy time putting everyone involved is because in our family, there are too many mines between one another through the years. To say the least, we weren't really feel together. Most of us hadn't been treating each other as family. We've only been doing what is just enough to avoid conflict withing the house. I already knew about this issue since I was still a kid. I also didn't foresee this to change anytime soon, or it ever will. Most of us, at least for the youngs, are just waiting.
We are waiting to get out of the house. To leave the "family". We are just a bunch of extremely dry wood, even a tiny spark will ignite us. We need some moisture that we will never be able to get if we stick together. That sounds sad, just like most of the truths are.
