Boy we had the family re union from hell last Saturday!
Kate is here from D.C and Molly came down from Chico, we had the usual bbq at the parents and then went out after.
The shit hit the fan and Archie yelled at us and made his sisters cry (not me).
Then he got in a cab and said he did not want to us for another 2 years!
This is the exact amount of time he hasn't seen Kate.
So I bummed out all week thinking I fucked up, and it kills me to think my own brother who I love more than anyone else on this planet could be mad at me.
All I ever do is try and make everyone happy, I hate confrontation, that is why I am the doormat of the family.
He just called and said it wasn't me.
Now I can breathe.