I finally moved out of my mom`s condo.  Thus, it may seem that my worries have been pared to the bone. Though, it is going to take a long time before I feel fully recovered. Moreover, I hope that my goals don`t remain as pious hopes. As dependent as I have been, it is hard to break free from that bond. Maybe, I should have conferred with both my parents about moving. Nonetheless, they never listened before.  Besides, I was not exactly immovable when I first though of it. As I said in a previous post, bitching about my kin won`t fix my life. More than once, I`ve said that I`ve felt affronted by my brother`s attitudes towards me in the past. Perhaps his motives for that were not exactly base. 

However, I still feel the pain of those actions. Furthermore, every time I needed serious advice from my brother, he was conspicuous by his absence. Not that I am scapegoating him now. My irreverent comments should have a limit. As well, I had been thinking about the saying ¨revenge is a dish best served cold¨. Notwithstanding, I would probably cut off my nose to spite my face. You never know if you plans are going to backfire. By analogy, it is like buying a pig in a poke. Besides, I may not be a devout Christian. However, I know that what goes around comes around.  Lastly, I`d say that no matter how many family quarrels you have experienced while growing up. There is a point in which you must put an end to those contentions.