Strange – teenage years I was a horrible c–t, stressed things to the limit of breaking.
Moved out quickly – relationship improved a lot, but I was on a naughty pathway in life that meant my priorities were different and my family didn't need to be involved.
Made the decision to leave the country and start afresh – relationship improved no end. No we get on really well, even when back, living in their flat because it was the only economical way to return.
Brother – 9 years older – never really saw him much, never got on that well, couldn't really care less. Now though, when we meet up once every few months it's ok. Both are grown up. He is very succesful though and I still feel like the well aimed w__k.
Sister – really close when I was younger, took care of me and tried to keep me on the straight and narrow. Now though – has her own family and is only focuses on them, we ( the rest of the family) are a handy nuisance.
Strange how it changes.