Hey, Noel,

Iron Mike here.  I understand how you feel.  All my life I have felt that my
family treated me as some sort of a problem. More often than not I felt that
they were making unnecessary problems. I have chosen to not stay in touch as
much as I used to because I have felt that just talking to them was a burden.
 They all act like they don't even want to fool with me and get all upset
when I do try to talk to them, so for the most part I chose just not to do
that. It is sad, and yes I have had some problems, but I always held on to
the belief that I needed to talk to them but I didn't know why.  No one ever
calls me to see how I am doing, and that is not just family even my so called
friends never call me and ask if I would like to go do something with them.  
I'm always the last to know about anything important about anything. I'm sick
of it too, but no matter where I go it is always the same. People expect me
to call them all of the time but no one ever calls me.  I still get scolded
by my Mom about stuff I do, but that is just mom's job, she is supposed to do
that and that is something that will never be escaped. I figure I just have
to accept it because it isn't changing.
   I think that your Aunt and Uncle remember you best and think most fondly
of you when you were younger. The impressions you made on them back then were
the ones that lasted and that is how they still perceive you. I get irritated
by that kind of stuff too but I always try to be cordial about it and polite.
I don't dwell on it for long. My Grand Aunt still thinks of my brothers and I
as the little ones even though my youngest brother Ted, has a daughter and my
other brother Brian manages a Domino's Pizza store. But we are still the
little ones and I guess in their minds that will always be the case.  I got
to the point of where I wasn't going to let it hold me up anymore and I just
move on.

Hey be Blessed Today!

Iron Mike

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