If sister saw I wrote this she would be tremendously sad. Not mad with me, but sad.
It's strange, because I am the one who cheers her up when she is sad and I don't want to make her sad.

Family goes from love to hate in a matter of seconds. In fact they never showed much affection (the expression of love in my family is concern for physical well-being).
Blaming my family on my issues is very divisive for me.

My mother and sister and father are not bad people, but...
Brother is annoying, childish and imature, not an easy person either, not someone you want to have a disagreement with, if that happens you should be certain you will never win whether you are right or wrong; he has fun contradicting others and saying provoking stuff, he feels many small things as personal atacks and he defends himself blaming others and you have to give him all the reason or he won't shut up; he almost only does what he wants even when you ask him multiple times for a favor; he pretends to be deaf on porpuse... I excuse him as I normaly do with people, I know that many times insisting calmly with him is the best approach or listening to his rants about something I don't care; sister reprimends this aproach of mine multiple times (stop talking to him, send him away, don't laugh on his jokes, don't help him, ignore him - bully sister version too).