I honestly can’t think of any family member having done anything positive for me.
And that’s not hyperbole.
My father was a piss tank alcoholic with anger issues.
My grandmother was just as much of a piss tank as my father was. And not only did she have a ton of anger issues, but she was also severely emotionally disturbed.
Can’t say much about my mother other than she didn’t really put up too much of a fight to save my brother and I from being raised by Richard and his alcoholic mother.
Sue? When she moved in with us she promised that she would get grandma to move out and that she would get my father to stop hitting us. Not sure if it was her, but grandma finally moved out in the spring of 1981 after having lived with us since 1977. She not only didn’t stop Richard from hitting my brother and I, but she started hitting us too. And when Richard would go away on training exercises, she’d get really mean.
Uncle Doug? He’s probably the only member of the Gill clan that did anything for my brother and I, but sadly he wasn’t around very often.
Beeshive 