Azul,

From my experience, my family for the most part, have always found a way to remind me of how I messed up. They always like to remind me of my failures and for me, family has become bittersweet.

There is one uncle, whom I have considered to be my worst adversary. He constantly reminds me of how I messed up, he never can see me for who I am today.

I have never had the experience of what a "healthy" family should be, or perhaps is that a utopia?

--Sarc