I hate my family. For my 50th birthday (later this summer) I decided to make a trip "home". I have not been back since my mom's funeral 7.5 years ago. Me, my husband and son are travelling 4000 kms to see my sisters and brother. I told them way in advance of when we were coming. We are getting a car at the airport so no one has to pick us up. We are staying in hotels so that we don't inconvenience anyone. I told my sisters our plans and all I got back was "ok". That was it, just the word ok. The thing that really gets me is that I have a sister who died, when she would go out to visit my family there were fights over where she would stay etc. Now it is her kids that my sisters fight over. Me, nothing. Even my mom's funeral I had to stay with a friend. I wish I could cancel my trip. So tired of crying all the time for people who I should kick out of my life. Never again will I make the trip out there.