There were really good times too, I don't want to give the wrong impression. My siblings, dad and I were pretty cool. My mother just ruined or tried to ruin everything with her constant screaming and throwing things. Or she would go over the top and become this doting mother of the year to the point of suffocating you. If you don't drink that disgusting cup of neocitrin, even though you aren't sick, then you don't get to go skiing with us tomorrow. Ugh, maybe I do need counseling lmao.