Tucson, AZ is the last place I ever wanna be. It may be where I grew up until age 13, but I consider SoCal my true home.
My mom is trying to guilt me into taking my two young children back there to visit. I have absolutely no intention of doing so. The last time I visited was in 2010 when my oldest was just 5 weeks old, and I caught the swine flu while there. I was reminded why I hate my step dad's family and most of my biological cousins as well. I vowed to never return, and I plan on sticking to that vow.
I know she can't make me go, but her pissy attitude about it is really starting to annoy me. I wish she'd just realize her husband's family is a huge trigger for me, as is that whole town in general and get off my case about it.
-End Vent-